Subjects & Matter Lyrics

I want to know who's in charge of this show?
Whose plans are these?
Truth be told, they make me feel right at home.
On our way out, we're on our way out.
We're walking in circles.
We have no compass.
I want to know where they build these programs?
And are they used to harm us?
Truth be told, they make me feel right at home.
The signs are posted daily.
Confused by a message that screams we're right.
Hang on to everything dear.
Keep what's yours near.
Trust do no fear.
Angels are on their way out, they're on their way out.
They'll lead us through darkness to the right place