Work Lies Sex Love Fear Hate Friendship

Production line chasing mechanical dreams
I'm not just a number
Balances gaining interest but who yields the profit?
Can you measure a man by the line of his credit?
I'm worth more than the sum of my parts
Equations don't add up
Heed this warning don't go chasing
American dreams ripping at the seams
Work lies sex love fear hate friendship
In fifty years you'll be in the ground