That's the triumph of the weakest thought The time You gained will be killed lazing about Look at what you are and see you are no one Except the copy of your neighbor's ass Join the masses, don't speak out loud Your system's gonna fail bringing you down Stop looking around, there is a problem Don't search it who-knows-where because the problem is you Things turn fast, the world doesn't stop It knocks down the cultures, conforming the mass We are the homologation, a barcode on the neck Scan your credit card back down on my crack A uniform vest sold in a discount pack Your only way to change in winning blackjack Progress marches ahead like an army of death There's is no way to turn this world back There's a problem and the problem is you! There's a problem and the problem is you!