If I have heard too much
It's not for lack of trying
When they balk at life's uncertainties
If I have learnt one thing
It's not to be content
As stubbornness it cannot save
The lie for which their lives they gave...
Easy to hide behind
A single, linear state of mind
I'm talking 'bout the one trick ponies
And one-skilled soldiers
Depressed, ambitionless
For 24 they cannot rest
Can't vary on the path to take
He's bred for war, she's objectified
Cog in cognition glorified
Swimming in the practice of
Drowning out by brainwashing
Easy to hide behind
A single, linear state of mind
I'm talking 'bout the one trick ponies
And one-skilled soldiers
Easy to hide inside
The box in which they are confine
They don't even know it
They're the one trick ponies
And one-skilled soldiers