All of this shouting, but who's to really claim
When we walk around so faceless with nothing to gain
It's just a system to extrapolate your fears
Designed to be destructive, disgusting, and to jeer
Quiet as we sit, appearing only to view
Questioning nothing, we're erupting into something new
It's a victimless society, for we have all chosen consent
As we cry to the TV for what's true, we pray and repent
Blinded by the odds we ebb and bob like a float in water
But the bed is dry, there's nothing to deny, enjoy this job