I couldve made you a wish
but it wouldnt come true
The white trash bitch controls you
Born and raised in a trailer park
And all the faces of the lies surround you
Your simple pleasures come from someone elses plan
The way you like it
For you
Ive become what you made me
And we make this new religion
To escape what weve become
Your signals fading so let go
And we make this new religion
As the program showed us
To escape what weve become
So you played along you couldnt help it
And the followers stand in the line (followers stand in line)
Her signals fading so lets give it one more try
As the soldiers walk right by
To face this Re-creation
All you people move so slow
We can tell you what youre thinking
So you played along
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