| This country’s finished, it’s been sliding downhill a long time
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| And everybody’s got a cellphone that makes pancakes, so they don’t want to make
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| any trouble
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| The air is thick, I’m wearing thin
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| And so much shit going on I don’t know where to begin
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| Society’s ill, we know that the government’s corrupt, we know that
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| The questions is: «how to control that?»
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| They got us programmed and socially networked
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| Think of who’s seeing all your emails and texts first
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| And no one communicates face-to-face
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| We’re all depending on Facebook, blogs, and Myspaces
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| Kids committing suicide for something as small
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| There’s a rumour on the internet, that couldn’t resolve
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| And I watch as a whole generation free-falls
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| To a digital death we’ve all come to accept
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| This wild world of poison, I’m caught in its web
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| It got in my head and I just want to disconnect
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| Cause until we start avoiding this automated noise
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| We’ll be autotuned out till there’s nothing left
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| What have we become?
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| It’s out of my hands, it’s out of control
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| I’ve gone numb, out of my mind, it’s over
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| What have we become?
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| It’s out of my mind, it’s out of control
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| I’ve gone numb, t-t-technology is taking over
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| What the hell they letting kids watch now?
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| And apologize for later when no one is around
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| I know it sounds harmless, right? |
| But look at the truth
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| You sticking guns in their face, robbing them of their youth
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| It’s nothing to lose a million dollars breaking the law
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| If your ratings go up and haters wanna see more
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| This is media war, how the rich control the poor
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| But the clicker’s in your hand, so who’s really at the core
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| Of the problem? |
| To the fox I play possum
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| Wait for my chance, then I strike like boxing
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| I ain’t like talking, people never listen
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| Advertising everywhere, I call it sella-vision
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| Who the fuck are y’all kidding? |
| This is planetary prison
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| Every single one of us no matter what your skin in
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| No matter where you’re living, your god or what you’re giving
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| It’s time to put the shovel down and think of why you’re digging
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| And not a secret anymore, it’s all put on blast
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| And fifteen seconds of fame is Youtube trash
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| But this necessary evil that we go through
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| Is the first and only option that we go to
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| In the information age we’re caught in the haze
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| The talking heads, walking dead, living what they say
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| Ain’t nothing gonna change until we change our frame of mind
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| We’re consumed with doom to fold in or die
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| Power does what it wants and now they just put it right out front and say this
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| is what we’re doing to you, folks. |
| People have been bought off by gizmos and
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| toys in this country and no one questions things anymore |