Napalm Death - The World Keeps Turning текст песни

No way, forward or back,
in stalemate, we stagnate.
Life cycle is an automation,
instinctively, we race
to get ahead ?

And now, our virgin minds are raped,
another insignificance
to join the rat-race.

Self indulgence
within our grasp.
We're taught but torn
(from) the sanctity of life,
so vulnerable.
The world keeps turning -
We spin out of control.

Guided, or could this mean misguided,
no time for questions,
preoccupied with pressing on,
the world keeps turning -
We overdose on overdrive.

Superior species
with inferior ideas,
we overload our bodies and minds,
respect this earth
while committing suicide.

Poison trait,
we're the cause not the cure.
Our methods of fulfilment
will surely drag us down.

Guided, or could this mean misguided,
our virgin minds are raped,
the world keeps turning -
We overdose on overdrive,
we spin out of control,
in stalemate, we stagnate.