We’ve got doublethink these days. We’ve got dinosaur clichés. We know everybody wants everybody in our hands doing everything our way, and we rest our case on a vision of the future like a boot in the face. A beautiful place where there’s law and there’s order, but there’s no books or food or water. And it’s fucking obscene,, but we can get there if we dare to believe. With blood in our eyes and blood on our knees they’ll be controlling the skies. They’ll be controlling the seas, and it ain’t over yet. Everybody knows it’s wrong, but everybody knows it’s right. Everybody knows. It’s not over and everybody knows it. Everybody knows it’s wrong, but everybody knows it’s a necessary evil to delete certain people if we want to stay safe and keep the world peaceful. It’s not so unbelievable that the dream is still achievable. You’ve just got to freeze to the spot when they say, or receive a shot to the brain and then drop. You can question the truth. And we’ll destroy you and your family, too. We’ll utilise you whether you like it or not, whether you’re living or dead, and discredit anything you’ve ever said. Everybody knows it’s sick,, but everybody knows it’s fine. Everybody knows. It’s not over and everybody knows it. You’d better put your ethics and your morals away. If you want to make gains then you’d better be prepared to pay. Put your pain and your compassion aside. You’d better wipe away the tears from your eyes if you want to survive. Put your empathy and anger to sleep, and hide your eyes or they’ll betray you as weak. Watch how you shake when you speak. Better control it. There’s a twitch in your cheek, and if you sweat just a single bead. Everyone’ll know you’re weak, and everybody knows it’s right. Everybody knows. It’s not over and everybody knows it.

I was losing my mind. I was dripping in sweat, but I seem much better now. I fell into line and I began to forget, and I seem much better now. I took what they gave. I stepped up. I lay down, and I seem much better now. I know you’ll never understand why I was ever that proud, but I seem much better now. I never really talk about it so you’d never really know, but I’ve lost the only thing I’ve ever really loved. I seem much better now. Since I grew the fuck up and started acting my age, I seem much better now. Since I disregarded fact and redirected my rage, I seem much better now. Since I learnt that I’m in awe of drones but terrified of rockets, I seem much better now. Since you said “Fuck it. Accept it, man. You’re never gonna stop it”, I feel much better now. I only ever laugh about it. Didn’t think I’d ever stoop so low. They say it’s the only way I’m ever gonna grow. Mama, look at me now. Don’t it make you so proud. I never felt as safe as with this gun in my mouth. I got enlightened when the lights went out and found the subtle difference. Blue, yellow, red; the subtle difference between life and death. Still, I can’t escape the feeling that I’m swinging from the ceiling with the notions of equality I used to believe in, But I’m much better now. One day I’ll be as pristine as a Sri Lankan beach. I’ll feel much better then. When you look that good nobody cares what’s buried beneath. I’ll feel much better then. I’ll be crisp and I’ll be golden with the sun on my face. I’ll feel much better then. Acting terribly exclusive in a terrible place. I’ll feel much better then. No one even talks about it. It’s just like no one even knows. Can’t you remember? We watched it together. It wasn’t even that long ago. Mama, look at me now. Doesn’t it make you so proud? I never felt as safe as with this gun in my mouth. I got enlightened when the lights went out and found the subtle difference. Blue, yellow, red; the subtle difference between life and death. Still, I can’t escape the feeling that I’m swinging from the ceiling with the notions of equality I used to believe in. But I’m much better now. I was trying to be strong. I was trying to be good, but I feel much better now, because I woke up this morning all covered in blood. Mama, look at me now. Doesn’t it make you so proud? I never felt as safe as with this gun in my mouth. I got enlightened when the lights went out and found the subtle difference. Blue, yellow, red; the subtle difference between life and death. Still, I can’t escape the feeling that I’m swinging from the ceiling with the notions of equality I used to believe in. But I’m much better now. Mama, look at me now. Doesn’t it make you so proud? I just killed several people and I feel much better now.

I know where you come from. I know where you’ve been. There’s a sadness behind those eyes. There’s a darkness that burns so bright. There’s a pain in my chest every time that you claim it’s right. I’ve seen blood, so much blood, and I’ve been carried away in the flood. I’ve been beying out for more. I’ve been to war, and it felt so good. I’ve done wrong, so much wrong, and at the time it made me feel so strong. Now I’ve got the strength to forgive myself and move along. You know you’ve got to let go. No one else can save you, no matter how patiently. Let go, do yourself a favour. Embrace uncertainty. You know you’ve got to let go. If it’s fear that you’re afraid of, let go of your hatred, let go of your pain, let go. No one’s ever in control. I know where you’re going. I know where this ends. There’s a shadow that guides the way, making compassion just seem too strange. Your head swims, you sink, and the helplessness drowns your brain, and it hurts. Yeah, I know it hurts, but it’s not Karma and it’s not a curse. The medicine you prescribe yourself doesn’t help. It only makes it worse. There’s love, so much love, if you could only lift your eyes up off the ground and take a good look around. There are people who need you who feel so relentlessly proud. You know you’ve got to let go. No one else can save you, no matter how patiently. Let go, do yourself a favour. Embrace uncertainty. You know you’ve got to let go. If it’s fear that you’re afraid of, let go of your hatred, let go of your pain, let go. No one’s ever in control. There’s love, so much love, if you could just let go.

I know, you never tasted freedom like the factory floor, (I keep on working for the party) so send a message to my Mrs. She don’t see me no more. (I keep on working real hard) Although the days are the same I know we’re making change. We gonna build a revolution in the party’s name, and we’ll be happy that our loss will be society’s gain. We’ll keep on working real hard. I know you never tasted freedom like the factory floor, (I keep my eyes down for the party) so buy a dolly for my daughter. She don’t see me no more. (I keep on working real hard). Although the days are the same I know we’re making change. We’re gonna build a revolution in the party’s name. It shifted something fundamental in the back of my brain, and I keep on working real hard. We strike a blow for freedom, like a rifle butt to the jaw, and now there’s blood all over the factory.