Force-fed on a hunger strike, tag them dead before you focus in,
spoon feed the impact that you leave us with
Bring denial with a worldwide expansion team brand so deep into our minds
That it soon becomes our history and image that's been marketed well
On the assembly line of our lives, shut it down before it ever starts
Turn on to the weakness we've been raised upon (we'll turn you off again)
You've written up all the answers we've followed them word for word
Disguised as our own subconscious defining our wrongs and rights
No more working on the strings you've made us
Drive the stake into your hardened hearts we're done begging for the scrapes
You throw us we'll take the truth and our lives
Investigate and drain us we've found you out regaining
All the knowledge that you hid, you are no longer needed we'll keep our own hearts beating
Against the pulse that you denied
Demand it back our lives our minds you stole them,
nothing else will quench the hunger that will turn you off
And certify that we are free to find our own truth without you
This is not a test. This is not a test. Yes it has come to this. This is not a test

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Writer(s): CHARLES W. ISTVAN, JOSHUA LATSHAW, MATTHEW KRUPANSKI, NATHAN GRAY, ROBERT W. AVERY