Human Race

World without end, are you ending?
 Labeled a friend you're unfriending
 Disposable me, pose-able you
 Any position we want to do
 Another song you forget by the ending
 Plastic we don't know we're spending
 My favorite shows have all cancelled
 And every patent is pending
 Look in my eyes. Touch my face
 We're limping along in the human race
 Our jeans have become complicated
 The promise of love is downgraded
 Faith in available excess
 Proof we were destined to care less
 It's life on the wrong side of rapture
 Dismiss what we can't manufacture
 Compassion just sounds like complaining
 Hit the keys but the notes aren't sustaining
 We lost everything in the fractures
 Uprootings and wanted departures
 Look in my eyes. Touch my face
 We're limping along in the human race
 The sound of your heartbeat is out of place
 Limping along in the human race