Hologram
The Earth stood still for a moment
Feasting eyes on the feed that was chosen
Forcing down a pill, deceptive and bitter
Fear is gripping the trigger
Never struck a chord when the blood flowed
From a heart you didn't know
Guided to their graves
In scarlet chains
Engaged, betrayed
Collateral slaves
Prepare to disembark
Butchered in the dark
Outgunned, outweighed
No one is safe
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures control the game
Lips stitched shut speak violence
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures we're taught to blame
Lips stitched shut speak violence
Nothing that you hear
And nothing that you see
Nothing on the reel
Hasn't passed through a screen
1984 in 2016
The Earth stood still for a moment
Feasting eyes on the feed that was chosen
Forcing down a pill, deceptive and bitter
Fear is gripping the trigger
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures control the game
Lips stitched shut speak violence
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures we're taught to blame
Lips stitched shut speak violence
Never struck a chord when the blood flowed
From a heart, from a heart that you didn't know
Never struck a chord when the blood flowed
Now your dead friends are a part of the show
Feasting eyes on the feed that was chosen
Forcing down a pill, deceptive and bitter
Fear is gripping the trigger
Never struck a chord when the blood flowed
From a heart you didn't know
Guided to their graves
In scarlet chains
Engaged, betrayed
Collateral slaves
Prepare to disembark
Butchered in the dark
Outgunned, outweighed
No one is safe
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures control the game
Lips stitched shut speak violence
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures we're taught to blame
Lips stitched shut speak violence
Nothing that you hear
And nothing that you see
Nothing on the reel
Hasn't passed through a screen
1984 in 2016
The Earth stood still for a moment
Feasting eyes on the feed that was chosen
Forcing down a pill, deceptive and bitter
Fear is gripping the trigger
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures control the game
Lips stitched shut speak violence
We're conditioned to be afraid
Faceless figures we're taught to blame
Lips stitched shut speak violence
Never struck a chord when the blood flowed
From a heart, from a heart that you didn't know
Never struck a chord when the blood flowed
Now your dead friends are a part of the show
Credits
Writer(s): Jake Taylor, Jonathon Francis Deiley, Marcus Charles Jacques Bridge, Joshua Adam Smith
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