Repetition, repetition over and over again We're going in the only direction that we know It's always only backwards, the past is here to stay Rewind the tape and discover traces of our DNA Stagnant, summarized existence We revolve around the same narrow-minded coward's dictionary All meaning already attributed Everything right where it belongs constant and consistent A life passed in subjunctive prolonged-infinitely All the would haves, could haves and should haves prolonged infinitely Security, security, try so hard to prolong this infinitely None of this really matters anymore It's so quiet here, a numbed pulse, a flatline.