Dead Hours
Strike Lyrics
Dead Hours by Strike
Into the real real world not played on the TV
Radio Control burned down set free
Radio Control
Containment
Are our lives gonna be forfeit?
Discharge
This propaganda
They fill me with
My eyes do they see
Only what they want me to?
The contest myth
For the chosen few
Divide and conquer
What leaders do
Into the real real world not played on the TV
Radio Control
What they want me to see is product instead of
Radio Control
Entertainment
The ghetto life
Combustible
Discontent
Blaze up this Draft Card
Burn it
Another generation of 'heroes'
Discarded
Exploited
And dead
For opportunity promises
To hell we are led
Into the real real world not played on the TV
Radio Control burned down set free
Into the real real world not played on the TV
Radio Control
What they want me to see is product
Instead of all this possibility
What they want me to be is product instead of
Radio Control
Is this what you wanted when you joined up?
Did they make you thirsty
Then forced you to their cup?
We're tied to their clock
They teach us how to pray
But no way
Out of here
This false consensus
Based on fear
(Control)
Burned down, set free
(Control)
Burned down, set free
(Control)
Burned down, set free
Radio Control
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