Sometimes I feel it's a waste of time
   To listen to your shouting a wordless pantomime
   Can't you see it falls on deaf ears
   Filling me up with your point of view
   Your opinions are your own, I got mine too
   What I think don't mean nothing to you
   When the shit hits the fan
   And you're forced by the man
   Who holds the key to our promised land
   Don't misunderstand what's in the man's hand
   'Cause it's all been laid out in the New World Plan
   Makin' me feel like a laboratory rat
   Without a mind of its own - diseased and fat
   I can't let my life go out like that
   'Cause I'm an extra skeptic, a true eclectic
   I find it hard to trust all the people we've elected
   Take a look around, do you feel protected
   Like garbage in a dump our lives have been rejected
   A blind man leading the not so blind
   Creating false truth to fill our minds
   To listen to yourself would be a crime
   It all comes back to you some time
   Like it or not, they got a number on me
   I will not break for your demands
   Rabid, defensive, in the corner I stand
   Caught in a trap, the bait was free
   Like it or not, they got a number on me
   I can't trust anyone, they're all out to get me
   Gonna run until I can't run from the laws that ruin me
   Faster and harder so God help me flee
   From the lies that we're free and the powers that be
   That push the rich forward between you and me
   But agree to agree with no guarantee
   Of something to live for I'll die if need be
   I stand up for all as I fight to be free