And in the end I will show you that this life is only madness

Can we filter out the toxicity

And find worth in the staticWe build and build, we forget the model

We design the madness and we paint it gold

Swarming and spiraling

Burning at both ends

A blur on the horizon

We fail to keep site over and over again

Open your palms up, resist the current

I am not your father′s son (lost in the static)

I am not your father's son (lost in the static)

And you′ll find me at the end

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

I am not your father's son (lost in the static)

I am not your father's son (lost in the static)

And you′ll find me at the end

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

With pressure, we creak and we bend

Crimson feet, trample our joints

We splinter and break

We suffer again

We become a path others used to take

A distant undertaking to suffer the same

I′ll stand right beside you

We slog side by side

Become a path others used to take

Lost in the static, just to suffer the same

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

Hold me up and join me on the horizon

Kill what's left of the inner glow

Giving up the ghost, growing cold

We never begin (we never begin)

Our own feet, trample our joints, we burn at both ends

A blur on the horizon

We become a path others used to take

A distant undertaking to suffer the same

I′ll stand right beside you

We slog side by side

(Lost in the static, lost in the static)

We build and build, we forget the model

We design the madness and paint it gold

I am not your father's son (lost in the static)

I am not your father′s son (lost in the static)

And you'll find me at the end

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones

I am not your father′s son (lost in the static)

I am not your father's son (lost in the static)

And you'll find me at the end

Come dig me up, wipe the earth from my bones