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Bad Optics - Turnscrews lyrics

Artist: Bad Optics

album: Pax Americana


This is a bullet for the dead god
Outmoded and sick
A dirty polemic for an old fraud
Running out of new tricks
Live from my father's debris
Alienated by what I see
Does anything belong to me
Or have I been deceived?
It picks apart all the carrion
And says it's for you
It would cannibalize it's own flesh
If it turned a better revenue
Phantom limbs reach everywhere
Tearing down yours to get what's theirs
The third world lives like a target
But that's the cost of freedom in a buyer's market
All that is solid melts into air
Hypernormalized, but I don't care
Are you happy with where we're at?
Are you feeling fulfilled?
You're in control of your life
But just within the limits of the script they've built
It's not equipped for empathy
Marginalizing so mercilessly
Oh, you think it's all supply and demand
Well here comes the invisible hand
All that is solid melts into air
Hypernormalized, but I don't care
If it's coming for them, then it's coming for you
Futures on life have been devalued
Maintain, decay, and compose
A cycle designed to centralize in the home
Wealth, power, control
A cycle designed for those who are in the know
We have been remanded and cannot step out
It has been demanded that we taste the ground
You may not see them, it's certain they see you
Freedom is contingent upon turning screws

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