Programmed

A brainless species programmed
To be like a production line
We can no longer think for ourselves
Celebrate your way of life
Or be threatened if I raise a sign

Sometimes I just wanna tare my hair out
And go right back to the days of which
You could have a voice and be sayin shit
Without a generation of teenagers bitchin
Over everything when they get an anxious tick
Rant online with hatred quick
Gotta cancel him while on a raging fit I'm offended
And you're a famous bigot
The 2020s is the wrong age for tan trums
Now watch a be canned because the more
We give all them what they demand
The more we live as a soft race of human
Tape it shut with ya hot crave to cancel
Everything n get yourself an ongbay in hand
And get off your high horse before god takes a stand
It's more fucked then a cross faded tramp

A brainless species programmed
To be like a production line
We can no longer think for ourselves
Celebrate your way of life
Or be threatened if I raise a sign

No disrespect but these gender wars
Are trending more
And some identity problems are starting
As early as when we're four
Affecting daughters and boys
Faster than the top speed of an aventadore
My head is sore from being lead an forced
To believe that today we can have ten or more
Gender laws I think your parents should have pressed abort
Does it get up on your nerve the truth
The number of genders on this earth is two
You cant just go right back and reverse the blue
Print of DNA even the sergeon who
Can C the section before your birth gives you
One of two outcomes an now its hurting you
So the next step is every person too
Go against your agenda is absurd and rude

A brainless species programmed
To be like a production line
We can no longer think for ourselves
Celebrate your way of life
Or be threatened if I raise a sign

She her they them it thing entire
Fucking generations gone mental
I think something in that vaccines
Made em all offended because every body got gental
Tell me why we're putting drag queens
In front of kids embraced as influential
And Teaching our young that binarys an option
They haven't even developed the basic essentials
I rather go back to way back before
You was lined up ready to be given the forth
Jab at the hut because they'd been given the force
To be kicking the door then it became victims of war
Without an hint of remorse
I guess what I'm aiming to say is your head
Is twisted and warped And the point I'm making
Is to deliver a warm message I'll never be quick to conform

A brainless species programmed
To be like a production line
We can no longer think for ourselves
Celebrate your way of life
Or be threatened if I raise a sign



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Writer(s): Adam Berry
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