I’m not blind.
I can see that our future’s been sold,
But there’s a world out there that believes exactly what they’re told.
Misdirection.
Disconnection.
The smoke they blow
Blinds and chokes.
We never got a warning,
The watchdog’s long since left its post.
We’re told to be glad for what we’ve got,
But all I see is what I have not.
I won’t penned in the sty like the rest of the swine.
I know I’m not the only one.
There must be more of my kind.
What will it take to wake you up?
Those talking heads,
They don’t give a fuck.
For so long they took your silence as permission,
But now they’re losing control.
Now they’re losing control.
Now it’s time to wake up.
For those who have not,
It’s time to wake the fuck up.