Prisoners

It's all in your head, the thoughts you have
To build your own illusion
The faith you need so you can proceed
And build a sane solution
But is it the truth, is there any proof
To back up the things you believe in?
Or is it a dream to make it seem
Like a goal that you're achieving?

We are the prisoners
Of the system we create
We are the prisoners
Stuck inside the space we made
To escape

What can you do to make and fuel
The mind tricks you're producing?
Learn to live with the faith you like
The hope that you're inducing
But you can be cruel and ridicule the corer situation
But what will it take for you to break the self humiliation?

We are the prisoners
Of the system we create
We are the prisoners
Of the fear that seals our fate
We are the prisoners
(The prisoners, the prisoners)
Stuck inside the space we made
To escape

Stuck in a rut, we keep on mixing things up
And we can't tell what's fiction from fact
The more we all try to live up to the illusion
The more we all fall through the cracks

We are the prisoners
Of the system we create
We are the prisoners
(The prisoners, the prisoners)
Of the fear that seals our fate
We are the prisoners
(The prisoners, the prisoners)
Stuck inside the space we made
To escape