Shapes, colors, sounds
Unintelligible, thoughtless expression
Thrown carelessly into my perception
Cast aside all feeling, love
As you are shepherded into policy
Trapped in a cage of conformity
We become what we're molded to be
Body and mind, desensitized
Body and mind, dehumanized
The workplace has become a temple to the mind
A monument to substance; tear it down
Our existence is blind, meaningless at best
This planet is a wasteland; tear it down
Dehumanize yourself and face to bloodshed
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
Shapes, colors, sounds
Unintelligible, thoughtless expression
Thrown carelessly into my perception
Cast aside all feeling, love
As you are shepherded into policy
Trapped in a cage of conformity
We become what we're molded to be
Body and mind, desensitized
Body and mind, dehumanized
The workplace has become a temple to the mind
A monument to substance; tear it down
Our existence is blind, meaningless at best
This planet is a wasteland; tear it down
Dehumanize yourself and face to bloodshed
This is an edited version of the lyrics I wrote for my band Myth of I's song "Sub-Human."
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