| Power up all circuits go
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| The flickering of lights
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| It’s so captivating now
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| And my mind’s sucked in
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| A box in the corner of the room
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| I reside my mind behind the glass
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| The matters of my life will have to wait
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| Entrapped, I sink into my own escape
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| My exit from this reality
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| A better life, easier at least
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| Examining, hoping for guidance in our life
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| It feeds us lies, but I guess we don’t mind
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| So welcome to the prison of our intellect
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| Only serving propaganda at feeding time
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| And we eat it like it’s meat
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| And now wash it down with some marketing
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| Biasing their opinions to the masses
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| All in all to get their numbers up
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| Training the dogs to attack and crucify
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| The ones they want to mark for dead
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| Taking our self worth for hostage
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| If you’re not «this» then you’re nothing they advertise
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| Planting the obscene in young eyes
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| Spreading roots, infiltrates their growing minds
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| And it feeds and feeds and it still needs
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| Filling up the greedy pockets
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| Behind the screen
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| We the people have turned into drones
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| Reacting to the cues, blind
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| We cannot be just pawns at fingertips
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| Take back your mind
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| Pocket full of poems and endless chivalry
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| She can’t wait for her prince charming to come
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| And sweep her from her feet
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| He wants his goddess with ageless skin and burning passion
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| We yield false expectations from Hollywood seeds
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| Yet we turn back to the screens
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| Reigns We have to take back the reigns
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| We won’t become the cultural mechanisms
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| That will turn their gears of greed
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| And fashion our innocence for gain
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| It’s time we unplug
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| Don’t let them displace your convictions
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| Anymore
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| Now is the time to sever the ties
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| This is where we take back our minds |