Digit

Spread the seed and multiply

There's no disease, the human race is digital

Pacified by fluoride, genetically modified

Is it genocide?

Burger bar where slaughter chars

They pay the rent, they pay the rent

So it's alright?

Do you know why?

Do you know why?

They claim it all

They claim it all

They claim it all

And they claim you

Now we're coming round to the sucker

Picking pockets in the rat race

Spitting at the wrong face

Any dream they can buy again,

Make them come again

So they can turn it all into a sale again

And here am i

Snorting incense in a backroom

Sitting in a vacuum

Falling apart at the seam again

Till i'm numb again

Close the door onto a silent end

There must be something more than this

There must be something more than this

Are we coming down to the sound

Of 8 billion on a bad day?

Maybe later on we're

Gonna find out the hard way

Someday

Is it too late? Too late?

There must be something more than this

There must be something more than this