Cast the Dice

Idiots in single file,
Walking down the neon mile,
Whoring their possessions
Like it's going out of style

One by one they cast the dice,
On this roll he bet his life,
Lessons left forgotten
By the effervescent light

Idiots in carbon cloned,
Never sober, never stoned,
You care for their opinions
As they sanitise your own

Every man of same design,
Striding like some God redefined,
This is their existence
And they're running out of time