This Is Control Lyrics

This Is Control lyrics

I can envision your perfect nation, your plan to sedate intellectual
pacification. I have to believe that there's more that this. The truth in my
hands, that I am not sick, I don't live in sin, that this is all wrong, the
reality prison, dreams of human liberation. 



Beating a dead horse with fear in your eyes accepted a battle with a war in
mind. Singled out the target, big brother in the rifle sights. So you shoot to
kill, death just to feel, thunder to fear, rain to know tears. Hide in the
image the armor of cowards, hidden in vices just to deal, your elitist faction
fueling the flames. In wonder of this revolutionary standstill. 



Lifestyle choices, never in struggle? Short sighted goals, this is not freedom,
this is control! The prisoner plotting his escape exclusive anarchy a joke in
bad taste. Did you offer solution is that why he turned his head, or insult his
ignorance, in experience, blindness. You cry for the satisfaction before you put
in the work, accept possibilities as a dream, what the fuck's the fuss for? Is
this sincerity or is this a joke?