Make a Move

Well, is it one step forward or two steps back

Who really wants to know

As we dance with the mysteries of the machines

Driving us through history maybe to dust

Now we are placed to embrace we got to keep searching

How long will the fires burn

With the stories that we're told who gets to tell them

Trying to shock us to change our view

Think the caught us in the middle

Time to make our move

In each day projections to make us numb to what we really want

As we slave to the rhythm seems like our only defense

As they are slaves to the gun

Now we are placed to embrace we got to keep searching

How long will the fires burn

With the lies that we are told who gets to tell them

Trying to shock us to change our view

Think they caught us in the middle

Time to make a move

Between the lines in the riddle trying to see some truth

Time to make our move

(Repeat x3)

[Instrumental]

Between the lines in the riddle trying to see some truth

Think they caught us in the middle

Time to make our move

(Repeat)