Leave behind false pre-conceptions Cast aside, grave implications Lay to rest this propaganda Grasp clarity in Technicolor Forget the stigma x2
Our senses detect near to nothing Black and white plagues Expansion of conscious awareness of self The holographic process taken Behind locked doors Keeps us looking outside of ourselves
We bare false witness, a vivid projection, The ceiling my canvas. Distorted dimensions show our manufactured habitat As nothing, more than a persistent illusion
Choose your poison Repeat the mantra of, We only we live once. This Herbal Lobotomy Keeps us coming back to a thought provoking atmosphere beyond the five sense reality x 2
You'll survey a hallowed plane Dragged out Fast track to the grave through the gates of the asylum Sectioned to a confined space Spiralled down Fast track to the grave Through the gates of the asylum
Don't rise to fear tactics of consensus No advice is concrete Pass your judgement from experience and not preconceived ideas No advice is concrete Pass your judgement from experience and not preconceived ideas
Your internal dialogue prohibits you from unique thought, Your eyes cemented, the puppet strings dictate your movement Our consciousness has been restrained By the elite in power that feeds off our misery They've got a problem, When the sheeple draw their own conclusions Face the hard truth, we're not your slaves
The canvas unfolding in to a molecular state, Textures forming the obscene This toxic euphoric, Keeps us coming back to this thought provoking atmosphere beyond the 5 sense reality.x2
We cant grasp our potential With our heads clouded in calumny Unrelenting effort to sensor Every substance that could open up our prospects Or decode our purpose
Leave behind false pre-conceptions Cast aside, grave implications Lay to rest this propaganda Grasp clarity in Technicolor Forget the stigma x2
Our senses detect near to nothing Black and white plagues Expansion of conscious awareness of self The holographic process taken Behind locked doors