Swimming in a sea of manufactured silicon
An “. exe” lost amongst a terabyte of code
The match to ignite the flames of change
Was declared unsafe by the water plant
A crying mother heard through a transmitter
Vocal cords are now the dodo bird of evolution
The only truths are broadcast via satellite
Written words are declared a complete heresy
Music is classified by only what the radio plays
The orchestra was arrested for preaching anarchy
The sounds of nature is now muted for distracting
The mindless drones marching to the tune of horns
Our dreams are produced in a Hollywood studio
And being molded by public views and surveys
Imaginations are now expressed through a joystick
Suicide is to unplug the one-eyed demon and think
The land of radicals is now controlled by law and order
Anarchy is now conveniently sold over the counter
Yet society has a five-day waiting limit on chaos
Break free of thy chains of wires and microchips
Open thy eyes and see the world for what it truly is
Free thy mind and wipe out the virus called the media
The real world is out there, join it while you still can
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