Lyrics

Press briefings read like late night ads
Truth gets buried under body bags
Speak your mind, now you're on the list
Step out of line, you cease to exist

They sell us fear, they call it control
Same hand that feeds, you digs the hole

Truth is whatever survives the cut
Loyalty is measured by looking up
They call it freedom, it's just a trick
Body count stacked against the click

Laws written down in bullet points
"Safe for you", their same dead voice
Hotline rings to a filtered crowd
Wrong number, they'll take you down

They sell us fear, they call it control
Same hand that feeds, you digs the hole

Freedoms mined from your compliance
Obey the feed, stay in silence
Freedoms mined from your compliance
The last man wins, through violence

Truth is whatever survives the cut
Loyalty is measured by looking up
They call it freedom, it's just a trick
Body count stacked against the click

The echo chamber hums
History is written by
The last man holding the pen
Like a gun