History projecting dancing shadows on the wall
Gilded cave we see coercion from cradle to grave
We are there to feed
The lines dissolve here
Between what is and truth
Desperately falling
Entombed
Steer the frame they see
Divide and conquer
Rule them all
Too many fires to breathe
The smoke in our eyes
Leads us down
Psyches constructed in factories
Sculpting sociology alone
For the dispossessed
Psyches constructed in factories
Stamping delusion
Sculpting sociology alone
For the dispossessed
We are agents with no agency
It shapes us along the way
It shapes us in ways we never knew
It shapes us along the way
Degrading sincere identity
Psyches constructed in factories
Stamping delusion
Sculpting sociology alone
For the dispossessed