technocratic manipulators

i've passed the entry to the system

they taught me with an anthem

it seems like i'm one of them

a kind of people i can't describe

they got a number between their eyes

identity has been commanded

subconscious has recorded

the orders from the big head

i'm now a part of this machine

supervised by the telescreen

that's not for me

too much for me

that's all for me

and they're going nowhere

to find better somewhere

but can't get out of there

during the night my soul is hearing

usual advertising

message that i'm still learning

one thousand times it's a routine

should be enough to fall asleep

that's not for me

too much for me

that's all for me

and they're going nowhere

to find better somewhere

but can't get out of there

is it the same message

for the preconceived children?

let me know

before i go

death of their liberty

feeds the supremacy

under hypnosis i take a walk

controlled people have to stop

robotic voice starts to talk

why we must be listening

i think we all had the same dreams

and they're going nowhere

to find better somewhere

but can't get out of there

i'd rather think

but there's something strong

i'd rather think

but there's something wrong

i'd rather think

i'd rather think

i'd rather think

i'd rather think

i'd rather think

i'd rather think

i'd rather think

'cause my mind despairs

i'd rather think

'cause i can't live there

i'd rather think