Crowds of people, bodies brushing
Mouths are moving, all white noise
Glasses clinking, people screaming
High hum, low buzz, no room to breathe
The story's slow with no conclusion
On and on the tape is clicking
Step by step, and I am choking
On and on the tape is clicking
All the people with nothing in their eyes
All the soulless with their sharp teeth and their lies
All the people with nothing in their eyes
And I could run out of this theater screaming
Just go ahead and add me.