The loudest in the room are now rewarded The academics gone into hiding They can't control their students or the thought police The new newspeak Orwellian dream The debate is now controlled show trials and shaming Immediate feelings over future The solitary fight of simply being right Pick a tribe boy, a scripted side Peace of mind in a picture from a far Like a satellite, Like a satellite Worlds apart from the natural bizarre Like a satellite, like a satellite And I say run, division has won I say hate, the death of debate I say love, a center to none I've heard enough I know how to run The loudest in the theater are noted Rewarded for their insincerity Subconscious expressions of futility Nearly satire, a parody And I say run, division has won I say hate, the death of debate I say love, a center to none I've seen enough I know how to run Peace of mind in a picture from a far Like a satellite lit by candlelight Worlds apart from the natural bizarre Like a satellite, like a satellite Expertise derived from a single read Feelings spewed as facts, every word believed Legislating language and identity Confining freedom of thought, freedom to be I say run I hear hate I miss love I've had enough I know how to run