What for?

Verse 1
We built a system of transformers
Semiconductors in front of monitors
Processing meaningless chores
Watching lives through barred Windows
Squeezing through slits of shut doors
With no remorse (for the lost purpose)
For little birds locked in our chests
Trapped in discord—
All for what?
All for what?

Chorus:
I'd rather be in peace with myself
Than with this world
It wants it all
Sucks out your soul
Spits out clones
I'd rather lay down my guns
And shoot for the Space
I'd rather go for the stars
And bring them back
Down to Earth
For all it's worth

Verse 2
Lost in the maze of blunt desires
In the plains of conformity we're lost...
Printed smiles, Xeroxed rejoice
Trading dreams for illusions of net worth
Turning into a swarm of locusts
In search of solace
Wiping the Earth clean... just to be reborn—
And back for more
What for?
What for?

Verse 3
Crafting the construct of the machine
Watching it blindly grind its wheels
In the mud of self-deceit
Caught in the cycle of man-made needs
Churning Samsara in endless spins
In pursuit of fool’s gold
Gaining the weight, losing the voice
Making the ultimate choice...
At what cost?
At what cost?