"The Good Fight" lyrics

Only distractions
No interactions
I just can't face the thought of someone getting one over me
Detractions
Retractions
The factions to be all that you can be

Pacing this room again
Locked deep inside this pin
Outside it's caving in
An Inland Empire
The streets are paved with drones
Suburban sheltered homes
Where all the blinds are closed
Therein the truth unfolds

A new World Disorder
As we reach out with hopeful hands
A new World Disorder

So fight the good fight
Don't say you're sorry
There's no room left in me for apologies
I'll admit I'm melancholy
That's no excuse for the way this all may seem

This is a State of Emergency
Said mercy on your knees
No human contact please
An Inland Empire
Computing every phrase
This introverted maze
We disconnect again
Online where no one wins

A new World Disorder
As we reach out with hopeful hands
A new World Disorder

So fight the good fight
Don't say you're sorry
There's no room left in me for apologies
I'll admit I'm melancholy
That's no excuse for the way this all may seem
Contingency is clearly blurry
I tell you what, it's not the end, hey look at me
Inside I'm truly screaming
And making moves in my own complacency

So fight the good fight
Don't say you're sorry
There's no room left in me for apologies
I'll admit I'm melancholy
That's no excuse for the way this all may seem
Contingency is clearly blurry
I tell you what, it's not the end, hey look at me
Inside I'm truly screaming
And making moves in my own complacency

Only distractions
No interactions
I just can't face the thoughts of someone getting one over me
Detractions
Retractions
The factions to be all that you can be