150. The Same

If you wanna keep me on that leash
And breathe death famine and disease
State the mark I must stand on
Show me your diabolical plan
You hold me tight in your grasp
I just can't relax
In the void I'm in
The state I'm in is immortal Din

The Government holds us all dear
May as well live in perpetual fear
Of being a radicalised statistic
Let's all be realistic
In the brainiac lifestyle needed
To be part of the system.

You may as well buy a loaf on bread
From West Brom, Marks n Sparks or Mars.
It'll all be the same.

The mating ritual which we believe flavoursome
Shall demote us to being evangelic
To die a hundred miles from home
Is that of talking on the god-forsaken phone
Yet we stand here waiting
Deliberating
The world I'm in
Is like living in sin.

The life I live is living in sin.

We strive to self promote our own skin.

To wait and to resolve
Our own damned souls
Is that of stalling in the world
Let out that fierce growl.
Believe me when I say
We have all got to pay.
Why bother with possessions
When we're obsessed?

The Government holds us all dear
May as well live in perpetual fear
Of being a radicalised statistic
Let's all be realistic
In the brainiac lifestyle needed
To be part of the system.

You may as well buy a loaf on bread
From West Brom, Marks n Sparks or Mars.
It'll all be the same.

Underworld and underground
I've been oh so proud
To live in my own destiny
Yet I can hardly breathe
Suffocated in my own fear
I loved you my old dear.
I'm dead by accounts
My bank account is of tight amount

The Government holds us all dear
May as well live in perpetual fear
Of being a radicalised statistic
Let's all be realistic
In the brainiac lifestyle needed
To be part of the system.

You may as well buy a loaf on bread
From West Brom, Marks n Sparks or Mars.
It'll all be the same.

We try and keep going out
To enjoy the life or live without
The lifestyle for no reason
Is part of the seasons.
I've lived and lost
And I respect you, boss,
But all I hold dear
Has so far disappeared.

You know I hold the fear.

The Government holds us all dear
May as well live in perpetual fear
Of being a radicalised statistic
Let's all be realistic
In the brainiac lifestyle needed
To be part of the system.

You may as well buy a loaf on bread
From West Brom, Marks n Sparks or Mars.
It'll all be the same.

You know know I hold the fear.
To rushed every fucking tear.
To reflect upon the years.
Won't you see me again sometime my dear.

The Government holds us all dear
May as well live in perpetual fear
Of being a radicalised statistic
Let's all be realistic
In the brainiac lifestyle needed
To be part of the system.

You may as well buy a loaf on bread
From West Brom, Marks n Sparks or Mars.
It'll all be the same.