The ludovico centre deja vu

turn it on, pull the brainwashing strings once again
feed me my inner fears one more time
just one more death, one more rape, strip their identities
kill their emotions, sell me fucking lies
yet another innocent dies ... is this reality?
with dignity stripped out of my fucking chest ?
turn my heart into stone
give me subliminal threats
just sell me comfort and happiness
expose your one sided standards, get us in line
and just pull the brain out of our fucking heads
switch it, turn it off, and it goes on every night and day
inside your home, inside your heart
casting our senses and emotions away from us
it's in your hands, switch it now
it's in your head, you're becoming stone
it's in your hands, switch it now
it's in our veins, break this sedative needle