Shut Down With Me

Ever get the feeling Like you've hit the ceiling Like you're always sitting down or kneeling Guess your heart is beating But you don't really feel alive Sleepwalking 9 to 5 Humanity compromised If you're feeling like another little piece of the machine Another number without a name Shut down with me We are the dysfunction The virus, the malfunction The roaches underground To kill the machine, kill the machine Shut it down We are the resistance A wrench thrown in the system We are the sound of spirit So kill the machine, kill the machine Shut it down And maybe, and maybe, and maybe you'll hear it Shut down with me Getting tired of all this Running without purpose We're not meant to feel so fucking useless Guess I'm barely breathing But I don't really feel alive In this undead suburbia My human mind mechanized I refuse to be another little piece of the machine Another number without a name Shut down with me We are the dysfunction The virus, the malfunction The roaches underground To kill the machine, kill the machine Shut it down We are the resistance A wrench thrown in the system We are the sound of spirit So kill the machine, kill the machine Shut it down Shut it down Come on, come on, come on I refuse to contribute another cell to the growth of this cancer I dedicate myself to the pursuit of value you can't express with a number on your fucking spreadsheets We are the dysfunction The virus, the malfunction The roaches underground To kill the machine, kill the machine Shut it down We are the resistance A wrench thrown in the system We are the sound of spirit So kill the machine, kill the machine Kill the machine, kill the machine Shut it down