Dystopia

We are trapped in this dystopian world where there is no escape
We are oppressed by a mindless society in which you cannot do or say anything that is not considered normal
No one will hear you cry, watch your TV, eat your lies
Keep on marching towards your demise
Keep on marching, stay in line

TV screens show perfect, little lives
Restrict your thoughts and feed you lies
Feet start marching, you're hypnotised
Feet keep marching, no control over your mind

Marching sheep, dosed up on lies
Brains stopped working, personality died
Feet keep marching towards their lies
Keep up marching, stay in line

TV screens show perfect little lives
Pulls you in, you're carried by their lies
Feet keep marching, no control over your mind
Keep on moving, stay in line
TV screens show perfect little lives
Restrict your thoughts and feed you lies
Keep on moving, stay in line
Feet keep marching towards your demise



Credits
Writer(s): Aiden James
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