From Hollywood, the elite down todregs of society live on your radio and TV
In my home, my peers, the streets
All I was told at my mother's knee
The messengers of our society
Say: believe this about reality
And what to do, who I am supposed to be
From the cradle, hypnotically hammered so-called truth
In the school of youth
Pounding molten metal, letting it cool to steel
This is what is true, this is real
So well packaged, the American dream
Mom, apple pie, pursuit of riches so lavish it's obscene
Pleasures become addiction
...driving obsession
Control, manipulate my mind and emotions
Red pill? Blue pill? Never see the light
Learn wrong from right
The hypnotic matrix of endless suggestions
Believe with no questions
Preachers sell me their brand of truth from the pulpit
So many flavors
Different versions of the savior
This can't be the only truth can it?
Politicians, old and wise
Trust me to guide and tell no lies
Will my vote do what they advertise?
Lies, deceit, illusion - it's crazy
But you tell me to question my sanity
Dec 15, 2019
Dec 15, 2019 at 5:32 AM UTC
From Hollywood, the elite down todregs of society live on your radio and TV
In my home, my peers, the streets
All I was told at my mother's knee
The messengers of our society
Say: believe this about reality
And what to do, who I am supposed to be
From the cradle, hypnotically hammered so-called truth
In the school of youth
Pounding molten metal, letting it cool to steel
This is what is true, this is real
So well packaged, the American dream
Mom, apple pie, pursuit of riches so lavish it's obscene
Pleasures become addiction
...driving obsession
Control, manipulate my mind and emotions
Red pill? Blue pill? Never see the light
Learn wrong from right
The hypnotic matrix of endless suggestions
Believe with no questions
Preachers sell me their brand of truth from the pulpit
So many flavors
Different versions of the savior
This can't be the only truth can it?
Politicians, old and wise
Trust me to guide and tell no lies
Will my vote do what they advertise?
Lies, deceit, illusion - it's crazy
But you tell me to question my sanity
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