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Born free, what have you been branded to buy as truth? You couldn't help but consume the prime conditioning, angelic thing, they manipulated your blank, slated value with price Impressionable infant, deficient heuristics anchored in tradition were all you were given, they represented trend's definition of right Blind to blinders set by frames, you will never long for sky you've never seen While you've been growing, who's been leading? Who's been sowing, who's been reaping? Now you are as you're told. Now you are as you're sold. You didn't see how your movements were determined: causal reinforcement and cogged belief systems Hunters exploit the needs of the herd and they traded you meaning for all you were worth Customerary compliance made you meek and the markets less violent Your standardized schema had felt so secure, while their fashion pruned passion's significant core Blind to blinders set by frames, you cannot be free if you don't see your cage While you've been growing, who's been sneaking? Who's been sowing, who has been reaping? Now you are as you're told. Now you are as you're sold. They'll come as salesman, promised happiness in their wares They'll come as preachers, with taxing cross for you to bear They'll come for your time, your money They'll come for your life, and your sunny days will be grey without that which you never knew you needed No, you never ever needed What have you been branded to buy as truth? You won't choose to see your reflection on the discount shelf, reduced to pelf, you let them establish the goods so you could be saved from spending efficient economy, it's ironic that you're their battery and though their floor is your slaved ceiling, you give your Self away You won't see your light inside if you're guided by other selfish minds! How did you begin? What have you been? Who are you now?
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Jul 5, 2011
Jul 5, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC
Juvenilia: Derivative Yield
Born free, what have you been branded to buy as truth? You couldn't help but consume the prime conditioning, angelic thing, they manipulated your blank, slated value with price Impressionable infant, deficient heuristics anchored in tradition were all you were given, they represented trend's definition of right Blind to blinders set by frames, you will never long for sky you've never seen While you've been growing, who's been leading? Who's been sowing, who's been reaping? Now you are as you're told. Now you are as you're sold. You didn't see how your movements were determined: causal reinforcement and cogged belief systems Hunters exploit the needs of the herd and they traded you meaning for all you were worth Customerary compliance made you meek and the markets less violent Your standardized schema had felt so secure, while their fashion pruned passion's significant core Blind to blinders set by frames, you cannot be free if you don't see your cage While you've been growing, who's been sneaking? Who's been sowing, who has been reaping? Now you are as you're told. Now you are as you're sold. They'll come as salesman, promised happiness in their wares They'll come as preachers, with taxing cross for you to bear They'll come for your time, your money They'll come for your life, and your sunny days will be grey without that which you never knew you needed No, you never ever needed What have you been branded to buy as truth? You won't choose to see your reflection on the discount shelf, reduced to pelf, you let them establish the goods so you could be saved from spending efficient economy, it's ironic that you're their battery and though their floor is your slaved ceiling, you give your Self away You won't see your light inside if you're guided by other selfish minds! How did you begin? What have you been? Who are you now?
Hip-hoppening lyrics from 2009.
cory-childs
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Jul 5, 2011
Jul 5, 2011 at 7:27 PM UTC
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