| C’mon, lost souls |
| Souls, souls |
| C’mon, lost souls |
| Ah-ooo |
| It’s you, and you |
| And you, and you |
| And you, and you |
| And you, and you |
| Why am I here? Who could I be? |
| Could I be the hero? Could I be the villain? |
| Trying to be productive, trying to make a living |
| Inside this world, somehow I do |
| Looking at the glass, ceiling reminiscing, pistol in my hand, hatred in my heart |
| I’m sorry for, painting that view |
| View of violence, into your subconscious, what the TV does too |
| I mean who could you blame? |
| I mean who could you blame? |
| 'Cause |
| Ooh-oh |
| Trapped in the vine |
| Feel left behind |
| Moon walking for, what you losing your mind? |
| You’re losing your mind |
| C’mon, lost souls |
| Souls, souls, souls |
| C’mon, lost souls |
| Ah-ooo |
| It’s you, and you |
| And you, and you |
| And you, and you |
| And you, and you |