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Weâre all dead inside.
Watching these pictures flashing on the screen, they all keep me consuming.
The antidote to political brainwashing is to reject the world of media.
You fall asleep behind the wheel of your own life, what makes you better than me?
You think you got me? Well the jokeâs on you. I can Think. I can Speak.
I can live for myself. Youâve got two back wheels.
Close your eyes, open mind. Paint a picture with your hands and feet.
Watch it come to life, waiting on the world to become the monster, unintelligible to me.
Watch it come to life right in front of your face, a reincarnation of the dead inside me.
Pixels becoming a life thatâs three dimensional, apprehensible only by you and I. Wake Up.
Your foundation will crumble and fall. It grows taller than it grows strong.
Watching me watching you as I stand upright, Iâve got a weak back, but Iâve got my own mind.
Your foundation will crumble and fall, up, up, up, itâs growing so tall.
The higher you go, the harder you fall. Iâm going to make you watch me watch you crawl.
Youâve synthesized your entire life. Nothingâs real anymore.
Now the life that we were once given has turned to nothing more than the consistent admiration
Of the ones that hate you the most. Yeah, they take from you the most.
Although they keep you awake, they keep you afraid. They keep you consuming,
They keep you dependent on what they have to offer because you canât get it anywhere else
Mother fucker. Donât fall asleep.
I watched the life leave your eyes, hoping that one day, youâd see again.
But I am one man when the world needs two. Wake up.
- Album:
- Antevorta EP