That your government lies
You wish it were simply partisans
But there is a machine
It grinds out individuals
It uses gears to cut other gears
Steel to create steel
Favors conformists to be left inside
The more you think
The less you know
The more you are angry
You can't be allowed to grow
It is the secrets they keep
Leading you to a reality of fantasy
Pushing exhaustion
Making unable to see
Anything but the world
