REZN

morning
when the sun comes through the window
but it isn’t the sun at all

reflections from the glass up in the air
but there isn’t any air at all

people marching forward
hurry up now
wouldn’t want to keep the system waiting

we don’t have our own minds
just our orders
everybody — we’re going to war

where has our freedom gone
what is this barcode on my forehead for
factory murder

though I may be syncopated
I’m not crazy
I’m the only one still thinking for himself

tankmen aim their cannons right upon us
screaming citizens get back in line
feeding global entities our securities
hey — I promise that’s all of my money

our blood’s been replaced by foreign oil
and we’ve got serials on our souls
these United States of greed and thievery
guess what’s back in style — slavery

this isn’t their decision to make for us
we have the right to decide what we do with our own lives
I’m not a piston or a wrench — I’m a human being

though I may be a little out of line
I’m not crazy
I’m the only one still standing up for himself

I’m not crazy — I’m not crazy
You’re all crazy

mourning
when the sun comes through the window
but the sun has been dead since the fall

reflections from the past suddenly air
but there isn’t any air at all

people marching forward like they’re zombies
no — this shit isn’t working at all

we don’t have our own minds
just our orders
everybody — we’re going to war

where has our freedom gone
what is this barcode on my whore head for
factory murder

though I may not be who you want me to be
I’m not crazy
I just won’t be told how to live my life

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