
Date of issue: 14.02.2011
Record label: Brick
Song language: English
Technology Takeover |
This country’s finished, it’s been sliding downhill a long time |
And everybody’s got a cellphone that makes pancakes, so they don’t want to make |
any trouble |
The air is thick, I’m wearing thin |
And so much shit going on I don’t know where to begin |
Society’s ill, we know that the government’s corrupt, we know that |
The questions is: «how to control that?» |
They got us programmed and socially networked |
Think of who’s seeing all your emails and texts first |
And no one communicates face-to-face |
We’re all depending on Facebook, blogs, and Myspaces |
Kids committing suicide for something as small |
There’s a rumour on the internet, that couldn’t resolve |
And I watch as a whole generation free-falls |
To a digital death we’ve all come to accept |
This wild world of poison, I’m caught in its web |
It got in my head and I just want to disconnect |
Cause until we start avoiding this automated noise |
We’ll be autotuned out till there’s nothing left |
What have we become? |
It’s out of my hands, it’s out of control |
I’ve gone numb, out of my mind, it’s over |
What have we become? |
It’s out of my mind, it’s out of control |
I’ve gone numb, t-t-technology is taking over |
What the hell they letting kids watch now? |
And apologize for later when no one is around |
I know it sounds harmless, right? |
But look at the truth |
You sticking guns in their face, robbing them of their youth |
It’s nothing to lose a million dollars breaking the law |
If your ratings go up and haters wanna see more |
This is media war, how the rich control the poor |
But the clicker’s in your hand, so who’s really at the core |
Of the problem? |
To the fox I play possum |
Wait for my chance, then I strike like boxing |
I ain’t like talking, people never listen |
Advertising everywhere, I call it sella-vision |
Who the fuck are y’all kidding? |
This is planetary prison |
Every single one of us no matter what your skin in |
No matter where you’re living, your god or what you’re giving |
It’s time to put the shovel down and think of why you’re digging |
And not a secret anymore, it’s all put on blast |
And fifteen seconds of fame is Youtube trash |
But this necessary evil that we go through |
Is the first and only option that we go to |
In the information age we’re caught in the haze |
The talking heads, walking dead, living what they say |
Ain’t nothing gonna change until we change our frame of mind |
We’re consumed with doom to fold in or die |
Power does what it wants and now they just put it right out front and say this |
is what we’re doing to you, folks. |
People have been bought off by gizmos and |
toys in this country and no one questions things anymore |
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