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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Avery Watts
Avery Watts
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Avery Watts
Avery Watts
Songwriter

Lyrics

Moving in unity, puppets on strings swing Trapped in captivity, strapped to vapid things All living in oblivion, optical obsidian Locked in a box, taught not to ever come out again Forfeiting freedoms, gorging their illusions Scores of orchestrations, forging more confusion Fusing collusion, gimmicks, and greed The blue bloods will cut you just for fun to watch you bleed The artfulness in this artifice It's crafted very clearly Get in line, do what you're told Or my dear you'll suffer dearly Plant the placebos, impregnate the minds Have people feeling helpless, not some, but all of the time Vitality to banality, machine assimilation Lubricated by lifeblood and herd perspiration Deities are now digital and glamour is God No longer Allahu Akbar, it's all a facade Docility, servility, subservient meekness Open obedience to feed on the weakest Praising the pixels of holographic heroes Keep it up and we'll be the ones who are zeroes This isn't trite, get up, we've gotta fight Left, right, left, right, left, right Through the night Left, right, left, right, left, right Into the light Left, right, left, right, left, right With full hearts Left, right, left, right Sound off We march (Who's with us?) Moving in unity, brothers in stride Eyes set to the horizon, fire in the sky All side by side, pacing proudly in a pride Like lions to Zion, not afraid to die These sages for change, who flew from the cage Headstrong, chains gone, en route to engage In range as the first shot sails from beyond Arms drawn, they respond screaming, "Bring it on" We, the elite freed fleet agreed allegiance A creed to decimate any breed or deed deemed egregious Fame floozies, low lives, the onanistic So twisted, their own existence is just scripted Hive minds who fly blind and vie for validation From serpents who serve lies and gilded temptations Soft times, soft spines, lined up to be melded Mankind is standing at the vet to get gelded No more, it's war For order to restore What's unjust must be gored at the tip of liberty's sword Oh, no telegnosis to tell you I know this History is fixed, but the future exists in your fists You and I, no try, it's do or die Left, right, left, right, left, right Through the night Left, right, left, right, left, right Into the light Left, right, left, right, left, right With full hearts Left, right, left, right Sound off We march Left, right, left, right, left, right Through the night Left, right, left, right, left, right Into the light Left, right, left, right, left, right With full hearts Left, right, left, right Sound off We march If you think my diatribe is a far cry, I'll hit you with some wisdom We may be merely days away from baby's brains with chips in them You wanna roll the dice? Be my guest As for the rest of us We'll be in this quest, abreast, while we have breath, contesting Left, right, left, right, left, right Through the night Left, right, left, right, left, right Into the light Left, right, left, right, left, right With full hearts Left, right, left, right Sound off We march Left, right, left, right, left, right Through the night Left, right, left, right, left, right Into the light Left, right, left, right, left, right With full hearts Left, right, left, right Sound off We march
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