Welcome to dystopia

Conform x15 [Verse 1] It's bigger than your local colloquium In a world that is dystopian Kid's aren't born in fallopians They're grown in tubes and inserted growth in them Dust is choking them But this ain't the type of pollution we place in the ocean It's apathy, stench we can't quench Don't matter who inhabits the bench Or wig or gown, hammer or crown, oval or down Jokes on us, we're not even frowning Much less pissed off We're switched off Smiling villany, the wickedest tyranny Is the one that says fuck you so nice You say thanks, and shake hands Say he's your man, forget all your plans Reach your hand out you see your in bondage The idea of beauty is blondeness and other such nonsense What our response is? Conform and amputate conscience [Hook] x 4 Conform. Obey Transform. Sleep easy [Verse 2] Ah, that good old human conditioning Ever since days of the pyramids Make us invalid, which means invalid Wrestle with things we can't manage Like peace and equality Which minority is the authority? Whoever has property, it's all idolatry Even if you have no image of God, do you follow me? Do we not all worship money? When you think about it it's quite funny Can't eat money, can't breathe money Can't inject it and kill disease money But we pray at it all till we're guns and tanks And offer the money god a million sacraficial lambs Who's the priest in charge of sacraficial plans? Let us pray and hold hands War is peace - ignorance strength - freedom is slavery x3 Not only do we believe that creed We hold it deep and praise it as bravery Yeah Along with the vision and difference So we can maintain the belligerence To their pain, feel no shame It's all just stages in a video game That our kids play kill, kill, kill Death is such a thrill, thrill, thrill Swallow junk, still feel ill Take blue pill, pill, pill [Hook] x3 [Verse 3] Sometimes I feel like I'm losing my mind I do beliee our nature's kind Just confused and we're so far gone Got no clue how to right these wrongs So we bury our head in the sand or the desk Anywhere but inside of our flesh If I looked at my self - I would see I am the enemy I am not honest nor kind nor caring nor sharing Or any of the many thing that I pretend to be I'm selfish and arrogant, and obedient Follow truth only when it's convenient Accept laws that I know that decieve me So I can sleep in my bed easy Don't blame governments, they are just us If they are corrupt, then we are corrupt Look back through history What makes you think that we would act differently? If we were in power We would devourer whoever the underclass were like cowards The question is, is this inevitable? Is there good or evil? Is it terrible? Or just survival? Some say it's overspill from days when we were tribal I don't buy that I think you will find that That's an excuse if we just don't buy facts Everything we really need to survive actually makes us feel good inside Sex feels good, food feels good Damn, even taking a pill feels good! So if war and hate were our natural causes Why would we need conditioning for it? But I ain't gonna forfeit my privilliges Now I'll get back in line and follow my orders