The Man in the Chair - Aviators

When you’re crowded out by freedom’s price

And you take a shred of bad advice

The system knows but you’re kept underground

When you can’t afford a flight to Mars

When you were never born to touch the stars

The endless maze of concrete wears you down

Can you theorize our better lives

Where the grass is green on the other side

We’d compromise and find a way to thrive

If you’re scared of being left behind

Then you’d be so disturbed with dreams like mine

The realization that our world’s alive

Control comes cheap

But nothing is fair

They wake you from sleep

But nobody’s there

You walk among sheep

And that’s why you’re scared

You’ll never be the man in the chair

Take your medicine and swallow down

All the bitterness that built this town

Don’t let him hear you start to criticize

You know this array was rigged to fail

When you fall apart then you can’t bail

To find a place of safety in the sky

Light a signal flare and find a way

Out of coerced androids on parade

Assimilation comes or else we die

When we worry still and break the rules

Then our consciences will make us fools

And you always end up the system’s slave

Control comes cheap

But nothing is fair

They wake you from sleep

But nobody’s there

You walk among sheep

And that’s why you’re scared

You’ll never be the man in the chair

When you are not enough to make it

They’ve taken off and left you naked

Like they did long ago to me

But now I’m free

They cut you out and tore the sutures

Out of the cinematic future

To shine with or without

To silence doubt

You know the shadows like I do

We’re driven by what we’ve been through

And now we fall on the sword

We’ll never be the chosen kings

We’ll never know the finer things

But we can open up the door

Control comes cheap

But nothing is fair

They wake you from sleep

But nobody’s there

You walk among sheep

And that’s why you’re scared

You’ll never be the man in the chair

Control comes cheap

But nothing is fair

They wake you from sleep

But nobody’s there

You walk among sheep

And that’s why you’re scared

You’ll never be the man in the chair