Heard all about your twisted disease, everyone suffering from social conformity
Heard all about your twisted disease, everyone suffering from social conformity
Won't worship you or fall on my knees, don't want artificial sacristy
Materialistic aggravator, simple-minded applicator,
futuristic navigation, try & rhyme-it generation
Hear the pollution, dissolve the solution
Bitch & complain, rearrange all the names
It's just the not the same anymore.
They theorize their hypocrisy, while they terrorize democracy.
Scrutinize humanity, analyze our sanity,
Want an ovation for no motivation
Lyin', connivin', look what they're ridin',
Wheelin' & dealin' , speed-dial their drug dealin'
Unemotional commotion, no fucking devotion
Nothing amusing, too much confusion,
Forced to pay restituion, no resolution.
I'm done, booking quick, don't need acceptance from your clique.
Not insane --- you're who's sick; addictive, submissive, predictable critic.
Can't you see you're no mystery? You're all the same
mister with no "E" at the end of your name!
