Utility

Against, against the wall I've grown weak I've grown tired and bloodied And when your flames Attach to my side You'll find nothing but content within my eyes You'll find nothing but contempt within our eyes Is this life meant to serve you? How have I become just another wasted mind? In this work I've found no purpose alone I only exist to fit your will Mold me to your will Take just my name, replace it with your number And I'll find my place out amongst the others Take just my name, replace it with your number And I'll find my place, alone Lost in the machine no way to be seen I'm not your cog I'm not your tool