I thought it was about my body, my choice?
And not about controlling my voice.
It's not misinformation,
but silencing your opposition.

Take the red pill,
resuscitate your consciousness.
Stay awake to see the slaughter.

Regulation regurgitation,
from top to bottom.
Message getting throught?
No one breathing down your neck?

Web sites ain't crashing?
Wonder why.
Harassed from day one.
Cancelled without hesitation.
It's not about disinformation,
but hiding unwanted information.

Take the red pill,
resuscitate your consciousness.
Stay awake to see the slaughter

To pull a wool over man's eyes,
to keep him satisfied.
Informed consent? Yeah right.
I'll stick to my tinfoil hat
and magic potions sprinkled with fairy dust.
Can't be worse than the most high.
Introducing palpitations
and sudden departure.
Bon voyage, furnace awaits.

Take the red pill,
and resuscitate your consciousness.
Stay awake to see the slaughter.

Left, right, left, forward.
Death to the pasifist cowards.
Suppress the rest.
Right left onward,
doesn't matter which side is on.
Left or right side,
made to confuse you
year after year.
Meth, coke, booze, smoke and mirrors,
made to cloud your judgement.

Year after year,
day after day.
Beer after beer.
Moment by moment,
wither away with nothing say.

Will Santa save as all?

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