Now This

We're a heard of fools
unable to think
Psychotic and deaf
just trying to blend in
only desire to escape
Killing our minds
stealing our time
They don't need a gun
It's our own choice
We've given our souls
We're the stars of their show
Do not believe it
They're lying to us
There's no choice, no voice
Don't try to fight it
There's nowhere to run
Amusing ourselves to death
We try to fit in
A perfect plan
It's instant rewards
feeding our hearts
One after another
Now this
They've messed with our heads
A mix of make-up and death
It's a perfect life then a genocide
Famine and laugh all combined
Do not believe it
They're lying to us
There's no choice, no voice
Don't try to fight it
There's nowhere to run
Amusing ourselves to death
We try to fit in
A perfect plan
It's instant rewards
Feeding our hearts
One after another
Now this
We try to fit in
A perfect plan
It's instant rewards
Feeding our hearts
One after another
Now This
Impassive
Deadened
Screens have tamed us
Don't let them chain you
They'll dominate you
We try to fit in
A perfect plan
It's instant rewards
feeding our hearts
One after another
Now this
We try to fit in
A perfect plan
It's instant rewards
feeding our hearts
One after another
Now This



Credits
Writer(s): Federico Suárez D’empaire, Jesús Loera García, Mariana Cassaigne Ramos
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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