When you've spent your whole life on the tramlines
It's hard to comprehend
Any other sense of direction
You find that you are in
Though I'm getting older
It don't make it easy
Bias infrastructure
Keeps us settled in
The high ups dictate every last decision
Leaching your free will
The future is an opposite reaction
Is any of this real?
Though I'm getting older
It don't make it easy
Bias infrastructure
Keeps us settled in
Though I'm getting older
It don't make it easy
Bias infrastructure
Keeps us settled in
