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The Skinner Box
06:56
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(intro)
who's kicking in your door? who hosed you down with mace?
who threw you to the floor? who kicke din your face?
just monkeys in a rage: locked in the skinner box
society became the cage: locked in a skinner box
who's locking this cell door? heres the lever that'll let you eat.
who electrified the floor? they've studied how to make you bleat.
another rat in this maze: locked in a skinner box
coping in a chemical haze: locked in a skinner box
just monkeys in a roge: locked in a skinner box
society became the cage: locked in a skinner box
coping in a chemical haze: locked in a skinner box
society became the cage: locked in a skinner box
(verse 1)
subtext conditioning has failed repeatedly
hostile responses bring overwhelming savagery
try and ignore, how much they take
cant escape
(chorus)
i've ground my teeth, to goddamn shards
i cant fucking sleep, i'm always on guard
pack a .380, when i'm out on the street
i'm sweating bullets that they're gunning for me
(verse 2)
subtext conditioning: overwhelming success!
all excess time is spent, buying what we suggest
try and ignore how much you give
barely live
(chorus)
(verse 3)
subtext conditioning was rejected outright
lit fire to the bed in his cell and escaped in the prison riot
connot ignore how much they take
i'll escape
(chorus)
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Point, Click, Kill
04:57
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robotic death two miles high, unmanned assassin programmed to spy
uncover secrets, no place to hide, execute when algorithm decides
bombs rain down (missiles fly) guns point to the ground (eyes in the sky)
point, click kill
control, kill, delete
invisible fence two miles high, it knows where you've been: programmed to spy
dont bother running: no place to hide; execute when algorithm decides
bombs rain down (finding some) guns point to the ground (sparing none)
point, click, kill
control, kill, delete
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Wage Slave Revolt
04:06
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i cant rest no i cant sleep our nightmare lives haunt all my dreams
whats fair in war is fair at home they spy by sky with unmanned drone
cannot rest no cant stand still as each and every friend is killed
they gorge but never get their fill
we're trapped, fight back
i cant rest no i cant sleep, they steal the time from you and me
they work your hands to bloody bone, then lend you time to call your own
trade today for future wages, stay awake and run their mazes
grit your teeth through daily rages
hold back, we're trapped
i can't rest no cant't stand still as each and every friend is killed
they gorge but never get their fill
fight back, attack
crack the whip you crack a smile and try to choke back all the bile
all fall into rank and file so stab their backs all the while
the smile a mask, the face a fake, the war is on when you're awake
their thirst for time is never slaked
we're trapped, fight back
i can't rest no can't stand still, as each and every friend is killed,
they gorge but never get their fill
fight back, attack
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OFFICER ASSHOLE
i love my job, i love my gun,
i pray to god you piece of shit scum will run
i'll hunt you down, i'll lock you up,
i'll rob you blind steal your life, i'll get my cut
just like a dog, i love to chase, i won't think twice
i'll end your life so we can race
EVERY BADGE BECAME A TARGET
tear off his vest, spray mace down his throat
handcuff hands back 'til wrists dislocate
kick in his ribs, jam his gun in his mouth
blowtorch his badge and burn it in his face
black clad thugs have gone power mad
a combat mindset against you and me
your only rights left are what they allow you
and what you can pay for in the land of the free
hogtie those pigs and drag them down mainstreet
that's all that seems will keep us uncaged
dont allow them to trample and kill you
steal your life back and keep it unchained
so tear off his vest, spray mace down his throat
handcuff hands back 'til wrists dislocate
taser him again 'til his skin starts to smoke
blowtorch his badge & burn it in his face
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