Dumb

Chorus:

Are you dumb ?

Can you see that you're strung ?

Like puppets inside a stage

Everyone

Just like mice when they run

Living inside a maze

Chasing crums

Every word off your tounge

Is coming straight off a page

By the ones

Who control how to run

This civilization made.....

Verse 1:

Seems out of society, 80% of us are just thick-as-shit

And I don't mean in terms of academics or arithmetics

I'm talking about the venomous illness spreading like syphilis

Which causes mass blindness and ignorance to the system-which

You're living-in

The main engine which has driven-'em

To be what they wanna be, Do what they wanna do, Governing decisions-in

Every move you made, while you stayed in oblivion

Living unaware to the subliminal imprisoning

It's like you're walking with invisible-chains

With only what you're told to see within a visible-range

They think they're living in original-ways

When their life was programmed at every individual-stage

As well as thinking they have freedom-of-speech

When someone sits above them with the script, feeding-them-sheets !

And even if the line of reading-is-breached

Any one of them speaks, and their messages are speedily-ceased

Shh, but don't be thinking beyond the monotony

That's coming out your box sets, you're having a lobotomy

It's what's required for this system to run properly

Keep them all asleep in a mockery of democracy

Just like puppets-on-a-string

Orchestrating every move and what-they're-gonna-sing

Force feeding your minds and stuffing-to-the-brim

Looking around this town I just think, man........

(CHORUS)

Verse 2:

Just like mice-in-a-maze

Following the smell of cheese, to get by-for-the-days

Thinking they're free living life-in-a-cage

Trained to serve a role, which each mouse rightfully-plays

So where you raised, at the bottom or top of the food-chain ?

You might not see it but you're living in a huge-game

Designed so the majority work while only few-gain

The rules already fixed to fit their true-aims

It's like we're infected with an allergy-to-intellect

Years of media run fallacies-begin-to-set

Inside our minds, while your salary-will-intercept

Any logic you had, trying to manage on the brink-of-debt

Then take a look at most the youth-today

Too preoccupied with new films, computer-games

Drink, clubs, clothes, an acute-array

Of distractions specifically made for keeping you-at-bay

It's like someone sits above them puppeteering

From the way they walk, to their clothes, to their fucking-earrings

Filled with the mainstream shit we have to suffer-hearing

Each one a carbon copy of every other sucker-near-them

But maybe you are actually-dumb

Naturally-plums

Who don't care how the factory's-run

But even if this system is a satisfactory-one

The dumbing down of the world has begun....