I used to think it was better just to look away What good is a voice when that voice has no idea what to say? And the picture’s become clear, the more I know the more I fear That we’re hopelessly holding on to a false reality
Our reaction is to divert our minds another way I watch the pieces fall into place, the deceit is right in our face
To the lies that we got behind To the fear that made us fall in line Wake up