Besedila: Program (The). Artificial Unintelligence. Elevators.

We're driving east and west, on this one way highway
You give us hope it has no place to call home
The collisions make, an impact to last a lifetime
In this high-rise of faith the elevators are falling down

Throw away the gifts, we pay for torment
We don't ask why, we just do as we're told
This lifestyle will keep us warm
In this high-rise of faith the elevators are falling down

Where do we resign? Burn this contract down?
We'll never learn to fly, stuck in your state of mind.

We're all holding knives in this cold, dark alley
Ready to draw the blood of anyone that touches us
The Scars make a mark, a mark to last a lifetime
In this high-rise of faith, the elevators are falling down