Eyes fixed straight ahead without a glance
It's hard to find your way without a chance
Life as a cowboy is good
So please get off my land it's time to go
Stick 'em up baby let's get on with the show
Don't make this harder than it has to be
Life through the barrel of a gun

I want to live
You want to die
Success cannot be measured by the numbers of your population
The motor won't stop 'till the whole world's assimilated

He was a culture-shocked baby from the 1980's
Never content with the way things were
He thought his life was like his mutual fund, when it was done
With a little bit of risk but a great return
He was a little bit scared (in the red kind of way)
"Is this really the price we have to pay,
To live day by day, when all we are is afraid?"
Then an old man came
He said "Son! All you have to do is walk away,
What is it that is causing you to stay?"

Well I thought this was only in my mind
But I can't help thinking that

I want to live
You want to die
Success cannot be measured by the numbers of your population
We sacrifices our souls to live this age of information

Not this time

One step forward and two steps back
One step forward and two steps back
One step forward and two steps back
One step forward and two steps back