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Landscapes painted with glamorous delusion.
Idols are blinding, like staring into the sun.
The more we see, the less we're catching on.
Heavy pockets,
Choose the topic,
Cut your losses,
It won't kill you to hit the off switch.
Media is killing us,
By thrilling us,
Stuffing skulls with this useless knowledge.
Mandates taking on the shape of suggestion,
Man caged in himself without any question.
Our ignorance is what they're founded on.
Inner conflict,
Fucking stop it,
Cock or drop it,
If you shoot aim at the right fucking target.
Killing brothers,
For another,
Crying mothers,
Losing sleep over the son that loved her.
Step up,
Stand out,
There's so much strength in numbers.
Wake up,
Get out,
From a life that's spent in slumber.
What's life worth trapped inside a prism?
Will we succumb?
Will we break free from this control mechanism?
Find the solution,
Stop the pollution,
Break the illusion,
Come to conclusion,
See the intrusion,
End the drought,
Just use your mouth,
And words will sprout,
It's our god damn right,
To let it out.
We were all born to be free,
We were not born to live a scheme.
Taught to suppress our dreams,
We are a masterpiece.
Step up,
Stand out,
There's so much strength in numbers.
Wake up,
Get out,
From a life that's spent in slumber.
What's life worth trapped inside a prism?
Will we succumb?
Will we break free from this control mechanism?
Control mechanism.
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