Will you be my mechanism?
Will you be my new religion?
Will you try and help me get back?

Will you stay and hold my hand?
Help me try to understand
Why I'm here and why I'm alive

'Cause ain't life strange?
So beautiful, so unarranged
That we could be here by mistake
Or is it by design?
Born and raised on the assembly line
There must be more than living and dying
And then no one gets out alive
No one gets out alive

Will you operate my system?
Be my eyes and be my vision?
Will you try and help me unwind?

Because ain't life strange?
So beautiful‚ so unarranged
That we could be here by mistake
Or is it by design?
Born and raised on the assembly line
There must be more than living and dying
And then no one gets out alive

No one gets out of here alive
No one gets out of here alive
No one gets out of here alive
No one gets out of here alive
No one gets out of here alive