Weapons of Mass Consumption

I am sick of it I'm sick things worsen day by day I think it's unavoidable And singing of change ain't changing shit I am sick of it Keeping up the illusion We are misled This trap has snapped Falling for their delusions We are misled No turning back I'm sick things worsen day by day I think it's unavoidable And singing of change ain't changing shit I am sick of it Apart from that cliché, I'm part of that cliché Part of this society, driving me insane Keeping up the illusion We are misled This trap has snapped Falling for their delusions We are misled No turning back They sit on their thrones and lead us to the promissed land Church, economy and politicians hand in hand We are misled, this trap has snapped The barcode is their weapon of mass consumption