All the little seeds that you sowed

In the dark are fully grown

Fully sparked they’re all the rage

In the machine age

With their halogen hate and

Their space-age face

They’ve come to take you down

Take your place

Dirty film clip loop

Retrograde crap shoot

Never know what you’ll find

In the back of your mind the gap

Between the truth telling lies

Purple static hazed eyes

Turn it off, kill the light

Turn it out, what’s the score

I’m not blind but I can’t see shit anymore

Wanna spread my smear all across your ears

Sing star-spangled tatter chant chatter cheer

Everything is coming to a boiling point your gun at the eye of the sun and your daughters on the run across your

Screen-burned wasteland where the liar lies down with the lamb

For a scam, what’s the score

I’m not blind but I can’t see shit anymore

Do you want to be free or do you want to be right?