Every day we wake up in the same room To have a day like yesterday And so it will go on Everything is scheduled We obey the clock We are all components of the big machine That we call reality Don't dare to demean We are all components of the big machine That we call reality Don't dare to demean We're all slaves We're all slaves of the system We think we have worth But we are just existing We're all slaves We're all slaves of the system We think we have worth But we are just existing Marching in line to the grind like a slave To the grave Selling your soul for a price that's not fair It's insane We're all slaves of the system We think we have worth But we are just existing We're all slaves of the system We think we have worth But we are just existing Marching in line to the grind like a slave To the grave Selling your soul for a price that's not fair It's insane We obey the clock Oh Ah Marching in line like a slave Marching in line to the grave Marching in line like a slave Marching in line to the grave