The crowd around you Of no concern at all Lost in a haze of confusion On another call Addicted to distraction The curse of discontent You struggle on the path of least resistance To suffer and lament One last chance for saving face There's no net when we fall from grace We can't get through the static That reigns inside your head The pulse of life is beating But someone's playing dead We can't get through the static Cause chaos fills your mind instead In an ocean of your fortune You swim against the tide People try to reach you But you're drowning deep inside One last chance for saving face There's no net when you fall from grace We can't get through the static That reigns inside your head A thousand screaming voices The one of logic fled Can't rise above the static The waves of reason crash You had the throne of kings And burned it all to ash