Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Biscay
Performer
Hattie Whitehead
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phil Danter
Songwriter
Lyrics
In search of lost serenity, we sacrifice identity
We say we want our leaders strong, just wanting to belong
All happy to become a clone
In hope we might feel less alone
Opinions which we think we've sown are really not our own
Promising an antidote, all they really want's our vote
Pacified by will to power, and victims to devour
We follow, we all follow
Filled by hope that turns out hollow
We follow, we all follow, fed by lies which we all swallow
Convinced we see when we're so blind
Our weaknesses they have devined
Their streaming sewage of fake news, it slowly shapes our views
Each secret spinner deftly spreads
Their message 'til it's in our heads
Building a glasshouse mental health
A fractured sense of self
Promising an antidote, all they really want's our vote
Pacified by will to power, and victims to devour
We follow, we all follow
Filled by hope that turns out hollow
We follow, we all follow, fed by lies which we all swallow
We follow, we all follow
Filled by hope that turns out hollow
We follow, we all follow, fed by lies which we all swallow
We follow, we all follow
Filled by hope that turns out hollow
We follow, we all follow, fed by lies which we all swallow
Written by: Phil Danter
