I can envision your perfect nation, your plan to sedate
intellectual pacification; I have to believe there's more than this
The truth in my hands
that I am not sick, I don't live in sin
that this is all wrong
the reality prison, dreams of human liberation!
Beating a dead horse with fear in your eyes
accepted a battle with a war in mind
Singled out the target, big brother in the rifle sights
So you shoot to kill, death just to feel,
thunder to fear, rain to know tears
Hide in the image the armor of cowards,
hidden in vices just to deal,
your elitist faction fueling the flames.
In wonder of this revolutionary standstill
In wonder of this revolutionary standstill
I can envision your perfect nation
your plan to sedate
intellectual pacification, I have to believe there's more than this
The truth in my hands
that I am not sick, I don't live in sin
that this is all wrong
the reality prison, dreams of human liberation!
Lifestyle choices, never in struggle?
Short sighted goals, this is not freedom
this is control!
this is control!
this is control!
this is control!
The prisoner plotting his escape exclusive anarchy a joke in bad taste.
Did you offer solution is that why he turned his head,
or insult his ignorance, inexperience, blindness.
You cry for the satisfaction before you put in the work,
accept possibilities as a dream, what the fuck's the fuss for?
Is this sincerity or is this a joke?
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