I could return but I choose to stay
Conflict's avoided when you're locked away
Paint by numbers my daily routine
Boring and hostile sight unseen

Obligate carnivores we've become
Feast on the weak and exalt the numb
Passive observers number millions
There are no friendly civilians

All my life is just forced fun
Turns out the dead were the lucky ones
All my life is just forced fun
Please heed this warning daughters and sons

Nothing is fun
Nothing is fun