Transfer

Lack of will to shape ourselves
 Produced by our environment
 Manufactured by everything
 To make our future predesigned
 We adhere to their suggestion
 Random sketch no explanation
 Invitation to lose control
 We'll miss our life dissolve our soul
 Leave to chance our destination
 Caught neglecting our condition
 Life it holds our circumstance
 Disrupt our motion to advance
 We're nondescript
 Unidentified
 We're nondescript
 Where do we exist
 Lack of will to shape ourselves
 Produced by our environment
 Manufactured by everything
 To make our future predesigned
 We absolve all their convergence
 Force fed hypocrisy
 We submit to their incentives
 We avoid adversity
 As we lose our comprehension
 We give in to expectation
 Predefined our destiny
 Annihilate our certainty