Intention To Deceive
I'll tell you what you need to hear I'll show you what I want you to see
Incapacitating you with fear repeat the lies until you agree
Never mind what the facts are I made a story that needs to sell
Journalism is an afterthought keep you stupid, so you will not rebel
Opposing independent thought with the intention to deceive
Misinformation is the plot with the intention to deceive
Force feeding lies open your eyes
Your mind was an open book until I told you what to think
I'm gonna fill it to the brim with lies so your mind shrinks
Submit to my train of thoughts and I'll take you for a silly ride
Fit your mind into my mould constructed to misguide
The formula: hysteria followed by amnesia, gullibility, and phobia
The formula: hysteria followed by amnesia, gullibility, and phobia
I'll tell you what you need to hear I'll show you what I want you to see
To make you paralysed with fear while I let you think your mind is free
Never mind what the facts are I made a story that needs to sell
Journalism is an afterthought keep you stupid, so you will not rebel
Scabs Of Trust
A drowning man will always try to bring you down with him
In a sea of treachery you surely cannot swim
Not a leg to stand on, he's got deception inside of him
Picking at the scabs of trust: it will never heal
You are trapped in your web of lies
Can't break fee Eternal despise
Cut your own throat and bleed on me watch the others run
There's no saving a man that sets himself up to be burned
No turning back now, you are already gone
Let us watch your body, as it crumbles into dust
I'm so sorry for laughing at you when I saw you hit the ground
Always knew I's be the one on top, looking down
There are so many things you just could not wrap your mind around
Take a look at yourself...you'd see who's the fool
Scumbag In Disguise
Talking shit don't mean a thing when you've got nothing else to bring
You criticise, you patronise; to me it's asinine
Shut it up who gives a fuck what you think or what you thought
Everything you have to say doesn't matter anyway
In this world of efficiency
There's no room for mediocrity
Jealousy runs deep in his eyes
Not hard to find a scumbag in disguise
Picking at another bone you're entering the danger zone
Cutting heads with all the rest with no skills to be the best
Knowing this, why do you try because you need to justify
Making your opinions heard even though they're just absurd
Talking out your ass again it could be a mortal sin
Life will be all black and blue when you get what's coming to you
Shut it up who gives a fuck what you think or what you thought
Everything you have to say doesn't matter anyway
Cosmetic Surgery
You can alter the way things appear to be
On the outside but it doesn't change the reality
That you try to hide I can see right through your bullshit
I'm onto your game, I know your tricks
I see it with such clarity cosmetic surgery
Truth lies in between the lines of what we're told
Truth lies conspiracy starts to unfold
Truth lies history is written by the victors
Truth lies the longer you wait, the lies get bigger
Truth killers are on the hunt again to make another kill, with the stroke of a pen
They will choose what you learn today
Because tomorrow tomorrow the truth becomes what they say
Truth lies in between the lines of what we're told
Truth lies conspiracy starts to unfold
Truth lies history is written by the victors
Truth lies the longer you wait, the lies get bigger
Pushing facts into obscurity tell a lie and call it transparency
Deception in the name of security rewrite history cosmetic surgery
We can see right through your bullshit
We're onto your game, we know your tricks
We see it with such clarity cosmetic surgery
Truth lies in between the lines of what we're told
Truth lies conspiracy starts to unfold
Truth lies history is written by the victors
Truth lies the longer you wait, the lies get bigger
Morbid Symmetry
What is done behind closed doors never seems to be what the audience adores
In the public eye but living a double life what you thought was not a reason why
Fame and misfortune and it's all coming at its price misery is on the rise
You can disagree but I guarantee morbid symmetry
Can't see straight, losing focus ruining himself but doesn't even notice
Oblivious to the world around him keeping friends at bay self-contained death machine
Fame and misfortune and it's all coming at its price misery is on the rise
You can disagree but I guarantee morbid symmetry
Fuelled by fascination hook, line, and sinker bitter and resentful, taking them down deeper
Half-crazed now rocking back and forth difficult to rebuild your house in the middle of a storm
Fame and misfortune and it's all coming at its price misery is on the rise
You can disagree but I guarantee morbid symmetry
Give Me Liberty... Or Give Me Death
Cut the rotting branches of Government that stop the people from having meaning today
Stay out of my business and keep to yourself got to do things my own way
Minimising freedom with your rules and regulations a never-ending hunger to control
Choking out the life of your own population abusing the power you hold
Power Control For the Power Control
Give me Liberty or Give me Death Give me Liberty or Give me Death to our Independence
Death to those who fight Death to our Constitution and the Bill of Rights
Showing no regard for the way things ought to be stripping away rights from you and me
The Founding Fathers would be rolling in their graves
If they could see what you are doing to this place
The next thing to go is our Freedom of Speech
So I will speak up while I still can and maximise my reach
Power Control For the Power Control
Give me Liberty... or Give me Death
Give me Liberty... or Give me Death
I find it hard to believe some things are better left unsaid
Is this the land of the free Democracy is Dead
Cut the rotting branches of Government that stop the people from having meaning today
Stay out of my business and keep to yourself got to do things my own way
Minimising freedom with your rules and regulations a never-ending hunger to control
Choking out the life of your own population abusing the power you hold
Power Control For the Power Control Give me liberty or Death
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