All the little seeds that you sowed
In the dark are fully grown
Fully sparked they’re all the rage
In the machine age
With their halogen hate and
Their space-age face
They’ve come to take you down
Take your place

Dirty film clip loop
Retrograde crap shoot
Never know what you’ll find
In the back of your mind the gap
Between the truth telling lies
Purple static hazed eyes
Turn it off, kill the light
Turn it out, what’s the score
I’m not blind but I can’t see shit anymore

Wanna spread my smear all across your ears
Sing star-spangled tatter chant chatter cheer

Everything is coming to a boiling point your gun at the eye of the sun and your daughters on the run across your
Screen-burned wasteland where the liar lies down with the lamb
For a scam, what’s the score
I’m not blind but I can’t see shit anymore

Do you want to be free or do you want to be right?