I’m busting my skin
Cracking my bones
On the notion that everybody loves everybody.
I’m bending my mind
Twisting my soul
On the premise that Shangri-La was sold.

This is nobody’s home.
This is nobody’s waking dream.
You can stay for a while
But nothing ever comes free.
This is nobody’s world.
This is nobody’s fantasy.
They give you all your desires
But your destiny’s the fee.

They’re caging us in
Grinding us between stones
With all of their levities for everything.
They’re pacifying our souls
Selling all that we had
’til everyone lost what it meant to give a damn.

This is nobody’s home.
This is nobody’s waking dream.
You can stay for a while
But nothing ever comes free.
This is nobody’s world.
This is nobody’s fantasy.
They give you all your desires
But your destiny’s the fee.

I’m busting my skin.
I’m cracking my bones.
I’m bending my mind.
I’m twisting my soul.
They’re caging us in.
They’re grinding us between stones.
They’re pacifying our souls.
They’re selling all that we had.
But I still give a damn.

I still give a damn.

This is nobody’s home.
This is nobody’s waking dream.
You can stay for a while
But nothing ever comes free.
This is nobody’s world.
This is nobody’s fantasy.
They give you all your desires
But your destiny’s the fee.