Ruined

Virtual sensation
mental masturbation
world syndication
my minds on vacation

mass assimilation
thought annihilation
sense purification
it's total devastation

we're the generation who's got no face
they've put us all in our places
when we're all made to be the same
there's no need to have a name

pixel waves invade, brain waves goodbye
see the world from the couch on the hour

standing in line singing their rhyme
in no time we'll have no mind
who am i? i am you
who are you?
we're all the same

can't we see there's more to be?
than what they tell us to be
saying that you were ever alive
now that, that's a lie

saying you were ever alive
now that, that's a lie
saying that you were ever alive
now that, that's a lie

will we ever know?
will we ever know?
will we ever know?