Altered Reality

A present so dire
Our lies start to unfold
Economic disasters
There's no place to call home

False sense of freedom
Censored and analyzed
Mindless mediocrity
Numbed and blind

Suppression of speech
Concealed information
Loss of individuality
Political manipulation

State of decay
My thoughts are not my own
There's no escape
I need to be reborn

Attached to machines
Corroded perception
Born to die
Live in isolation

Under bright lights we stand
We're all suspects of a felony
Find our bodies bleeding in the gutter
Can't afford the cost of our own coffins

State of decay
My thoughts are not my own
There's no escape
I need to be reborn

State of decay
My thoughts are not my own
I need to be reborn