Is this my life, or is this just routine? With a dime, purchased my self esteem All this aggression and self hatred makes for one angry machine
Now they're selling rebellion, they're selling rebellion They're selling it all up to me Now they're selling rebellion, they're selling rebellion Because right now it's what I need
Could you sell me enough?
Security is an emotional need We're all the same made from the machine We could rise up to take a stand but they are waiting and one step ahead
Now they're selling rebellion, they're selling rebellion They're selling it all up to you Now they're selling rebellion, they're selling rebellion Because they see it in you
Take it and make it all my own I paid good money to feel safe I believe everything I buy, therefore I am
There's something that I'm looking for The thing that promises me more A mass of production of what makes me who I am
??? your way I feel a stirring from within ??? I don't know why you had to find a way It's all a game, it's all a game to you
Escape from this mundane life They tell you you need something more You need to be a better man now Well they've got something for you But they're going to need to whore you Could you sacrifice your soul for this? Well you're going to need to try