The Trap

All lances, passengers, pawns and drones All in place to the make cogwheels run The watchful eye always observing you Supervising the game that you always lose The play is rigged brother Your bill is counterfit The ante is your brother Don't look up, keep your eye on every step, You just don't want to know whats really up Obey your papers, worship your TV So much you've seen but you still can't see You're walking on straight line into the trap You're walking on straight line, ain't looking back Can't you see the blood trails into the trap The writings on the wall, get off the track Work all day, come home and say goodnight Get up early to go feed the parasite