Architecture

I wonder if we'll ever look beyond the flesh to see the soul inside
I wonder if our rights and wrongs could mesh, and we could find our stride Hollywood, make me a machine so my gears will only turn for the dollar Moving units, feeding bullshit-the pay is better when you make em holler
Each and every one of us were architects
Taught to design a death that we could live with
The beauty and the filth, and the logic on a tilt
We must've measured wrong-look at this wreck we built
Creativity gets lost in the shuffle of this so called business
One wrong move, and your once loyal friends will disown you with a twisted quickness
By all means, you deserve a cut for giving your life to these dreams So sad to see when spite meets the greed, and then lawyers convene It's not robbery, but you could've fooled me