Black and white, choice of two. We forget our dreams and become machines. We toil away, day after day to build a nation that exploits each other. I don't know how, but it sunk in somehow, that freedom is d**h to a world that has given up on itself. Pa**ing days away in slavery. We can't wake up from this nightmare. Idiosyncratic words and syllables don't do much for idiots and imbeciles who are trough-fed sound bites from dogmatic convicts - righteous in their own repetition, controlling the hordes who are bred into submission. Submission. We can't wake up from this nightmare