Rat Race

I have that sick feeling
 I have an empty heart again
 And the world just stumbles along
 I can't resist, but I can't give in
 So far, so way off course
 Hope for the best expect the worst
 The big picture's invalid now
 Because it's the little things that hurt
 Now, wanting to believe you tried
 Does it matter if we close our eyes
 Sugar-coat, disguise the taste
 More like rust than a golden age
 Pointing fingers, twisting knives
 Hellbent on that dollarsign
 Still behind, can't keep the pace
 Just lose your mind in the rat race
 Eyes fixed on merchandise
 They're getting in line for the sale
 Those sheep that meat market
 It makes no sense and I feel like hell
 Just keep them pacified
 Dangling carrots in my face
 But I don't want a consolation prize
 For a game I didn't even want to play