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Optimiztiq
Optimiztiq
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Alex Thomas McDonald
Alex Thomas McDonald
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Matt Procella
Matt Procella
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Jason Michael Varnes
Jason Michael Varnes
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I've got a bit of rage accepting the bitter ways History has been erased, but somehow I'm still amazed That we live in a maze if you don't think it's a game Look up U.S.A. corporation 1871 See how it's privatized, how do we Fight against the power when we're sleeping inside a dream Institutionalized education's out of reach They teach you memorize but don't teach you how to think Yo, it's easy, we see the T.V. Screen just believing things that keep repeating It gives the heebie-jeebies to me a B-u-b-b-l-e is how we're thinking Followed by three z's, we sittin' and live in a slumber You're thinking of it as La Bamba With the predicament that we have been under With the omnipotent that are above us Making the prisoners out of the numbers It's critical that we wake up from All of the limited cognitive function 'cause your Your mind's tied up And you sleeping with your eyes wide shut But if you open them, you might find some Truth otherwise, you might wind up A coincidentalist, coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist Coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist When the evidence that you get is discredited It's like a sedative, you become a coincidentalist I used to think the world was such a magical place But once you learn the ugly truth, it's like a slap in the face It's pretty sad, but it's a fact they have the masses enslaved They wrapped a chain around your brain, Your mind is trapped in a cage How can it change when sheeple really believe in this fantasy In the midst of a war with an evil people we'll never see I should sit with a shrink feel like I'm in need of some therapy I don't know what to think, and I'm on the brink of insanity Don't act like truth is disputable or the proof is refutable If you do, then you are truly delusional Do what you do, it's your funeral superglued to a cubicle How we're treated is so cruel and unusual It's pretty obvious, isn't it, when you stop and consider it But you won't because you're lost in the thick of it They keep you awfully ignorant, and it's not a coincident Got you suffering from cognitive dissonance Your mind's tied up And you sleeping with your eyes wide shut But if you open them, you might find some Truth otherwise, you might wind up A coincidentalist, coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist Coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist When the evidence that you get is discredited It's like a sedative, you become a coincidentalist They telling me that psychosis Was how they had diagnosed us Enough just have to die Is the prey of hovering vultures Reaping before then Rebel until they come reapproach us Told em' we won't just play around Lay down this higher voltage Shock wave and trailblazing changing emotions Flock wait and fail hatin' be making no sense I be cheefing early like tailgating the arrowhead Aware they heard me 'Cause snakes stay on a pharaoh's head The comments blits in this Co we peepin' to lead a different route What a coinkidink Stranded to see its deep defeat a drought Shot of the kitchen sink Dripping still, it's a world reachin' we out Never let these rinky-dink Leaders control the things we think about When all the while They've been waging war on us, people freaking out Many may go down and like G Nigga gotta be lethal when about Better watch your mouth because talk is cheap For the evil seeking clout That empty redirect is dead asleep in the cloud 'cause ya Your mind's tied up And you sleeping with your eyes wide shut But if you open them, you might find some Truth otherwise, you might wind up A coincidentalist, coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist Coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist When the evidence that you get is discredited It's like a sedative, you become a coincidentalist The masterminds behind this great conspiracy Have absolute control Of all of our mass communications media Especially television, the radio The press and Hollywood To tell us not the truth But what they want us to believe To transform the United States Into an enslaved unit Your mind's tied up And you sleeping with your eyes wide shut But if you open them, you might find some Truth otherwise, you might wind up A coincidentalist, coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist Coincidentalist, you a coincidentalist When the evidence that you get is discredited It's like a sedative, you become a coincidentalist
Writer(s): Jason Varnes, Alex Thomas Mcdonald, Matt Procella Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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