Red Dot - Intellectual

Left, right

Left, right. Left, right. Follow the cadence or you get left, right?

Even if you stray you stay line of sight, but I ran, ran with all my might

I was born in ’92, living in ’84, stuck in this loop running hard from the truths

So I took my pain spit it in the booth. I can hear them already preparing the noose, but...

This is mind and my sanity I won't lose

Parents couldn’t pay rent so I’m trying to get real estate in a realer state

Developing state? Whatever narrative they use as bait

That supplements the sedative they administrate

To set you straight, to seal your fate, to propagate hate so we procreate

Somebody please tell me is it too late?

Because the Potemkin metropolis is complete…

… and this concrete never had a heartbeat

And more than these decks are void

When the red dot is aiming right between your eyes

I never even had a choice

… and this concrete never had a heartbeat

And more than these decks are void

When the red dot is aiming right between your eyes

...

What price are we giving for this standard of living

Statistics all lies, our eyes they deceiving

Tell them there is order in chaos order in the mess

I want to live in a place I can see the homeless

The evil is more insidious if they not on the streets

Sometimes I wonder how the marginalized sleep

They probably up late at night, plotting a plan

But this nightmare never ever ends...

They tell me go with the flow, but I’m swimming upstream

And fuck staying afloat, I’ll be living the dream

Change the whole course in the process, because the syllabus got me feeling less

Euthanasia for these youth in Asia through an IV. The drug? The Os, the As, and even IBs

Put them on the bell curve, grading by degrading, standardised testing, the abattoir is the next thing

So we conform to the norm as we march in uniform. Cogs in the machine stuck in our routine

Do well in your next test, work on that promotion. Never ever question, display your emotion

And the powers that be, they look down to see, the assembly locked in as they hold the key

They ask for a headcount, 1-2-3…

But they made a mistake, forgot to count me

Meritocracy is a hypocrisy that mainstreams mediocrity

It lies about the difference between you and me

But the majority they won’t pause to see. Too comfortable, AC's and sprees

The next time you read the news, take a second glance, a proper gander

What’s the real agenda?

It’s our minds they gerrymander

They say your birthplace is motherland, but where is home?

A place I don’t recognise, nothing that I own

We’ve made foreigners in our own land, refugees on our own sand. Reclaimed everything but our minds

When they shaved my head, they cut my roots. I’m just here to tell the truth

And give voice to a generation, that asked who, asked why, said no

Is this wishful thinking or blissful sinking? I don’t know

So the price on my soul they ask me how much

But some things in this life you cannot touch

And maybe right about now, you feel it too

That red dot has found its way over you

Forehead sweating

Temples starting to burn

But you must know the red dot does not discern

We all have red dots on our heads

Some brighter than others, the choice between silver or lead

So as it sits there and burns right between your eyes

Listen, trust me, we can make it out alive

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