In Flames - Egonomic lyrics

A mass illusion

Blind men in a line

They smother their fires with gasoline

A strangers contribution.

Everybody's on the run

No clue where they are heading

A spineless attempt

Have we lost it completely?

It always ends up in a mess

A liar's ambition, praised like a king

Every day in every way we are getting weaker

You won't go far with the life that you're living

Every day in every way we are getting weaker

Slow and calculated

Afraid of the sleeping well

Never ever reach the goal