Lyrics:

Take your schemes and your idle screams
To an audience who doesn't care what they mean
From what we've built, take what you need
To serve a bastard set of dreams

Sell your image, and market your heart
Capital gain, until it falls apart
A thousand open ears, and still not a word to say(2x)

Take your schemes and your idle screams
To an audience who doesn't care what they mean
From what we've built, take what you need
To serve a bastard set of dreams(3x)