Dumb

Dumb Chorus: Are you dumb ? Can you see that you're strung ? Like puppets inside a stage Everyone Just like mice when they run Living inside a maze Chasing crums Every word off your tounge Is coming straight off a page By the ones Who control how to run This civilization made..... Verse 1: Seems out of society, 80% of us are just thick-as-shit And I don't mean in terms of academics or arithmetics I'm talking about the venomous illness spreading like syphilis Which causes mass blindness and ignorance to the system-which You're living-in The main engine which has driven-'em To be what they wanna be, Do what they wanna do, Governing decisions-in Every move you made, while you stayed in oblivion Living unaware to the subliminal imprisoning It's like you're walking with invisible-chains With only what you're told to see within a visible-range They think they're living in original-ways When their life was programmed at every individual-stage As well as thinking they have freedom-of-speech When someone sits above them with the script, feeding-them-sheets ! And even if the line of reading-is-breached Any one of them speaks, and their messages are speedily-ceased Shh, but don't be thinking beyond the monotony That's coming out your box sets, you're having a lobotomy It's what's required for this system to run properly Keep them all asleep in a mockery of democracy Just like puppets-on-a-string Orchestrating every move and what-they're-gonna-sing Force feeding your minds and stuffing-to-the-brim Looking around this town I just think, man........ (CHORUS) Verse 2: Just like mice-in-a-maze Following the smell of cheese, to get by-for-the-days Thinking they're free living life-in-a-cage Trained to serve a role, which each mouse rightfully-plays So where you raised, at the bottom or top of the food-chain ? You might not see it but you're living in a huge-game Designed so the majority work while only few-gain The rules already fixed to fit their true-aims It's like we're infected with an allergy-to-intellect Years of media run fallacies-begin-to-set Inside our minds, while your salary-will-intercept Any logic you had, trying to manage on the brink-of-debt Then take a look at most the youth-today Too preoccupied with new films, computer-games Drink, clubs, clothes, an acute-array Of distractions specifically made for keeping you-at-bay It's like someone sits above them puppeteering From the way they walk, to their clothes, to their fucking-earrings Filled with the mainstream shit we have to suffer-hearing Each one a carbon copy of every other sucker-near-them But maybe you are actually-dumb Naturally-plums Who don't care how the factory's-run But even if this system is a satisfactory-one The dumbing down of the world has begun....