Terrorist Lipgloss "Nothing Is Real" (2009)

Produced by Randy Prozac

Nothing Is Real

nothing is real
it's all just lies
and everyone believes it
but it's all just lies
believe your surroundings
but you only have your eyes
to tell you what is real
and it's a web of lies
you no longer question
and that's if you ever did
the limits of perception
and the box that's on your head
nothing is real
it's all just lies
everyone believes it
but it's all just lies
a man is in the street
a device is in his hand
he pushes on it's button
a pulse sends out commands
you weren't even aware
of your mind being controlled
you followed out the order
then forgot when you were told
nothing is real
it's all just lies
cities of people
are all on the same page
held glued together by tv
and propaganda spewing slaves
they'll never see the bars
that line the cage
life is short
compared to the dawn of a new age
nothing is real
it's all just lies
and everyone believes it
but it's all just lies
they all think they know
a thousand different truths
but nothing is real
and no one has the proof
nothing is real
it's all just lies
and everyone believes it
but it's all just lies
they all think they know
a thousand different truths
but nothing is real
and no one has the proof

Pimp Or Whore

you let the system enter their brain
then you play dumb when they go insane
you let the kid read the magazine
then wonder why they act so obscene

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

the system will brainwash your kids
they're surrounded by the systems grids
it's only function is to defile
the systems run by pedophile

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

give your kids more than they need
get them used to feeling greed
tell them that they are the best
so much better than all the rest

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

your five year old's a real looker
dressing up just like a hooker
but that's ok it's just the scene
i saw it on the tv screen

you're not a mind you're just a body
not unique just a carbon copy
all that matters is what you wore
so take your pick, pimp or whore

Inhuman You

you fool
they fooled you
again and again

you let them
you loved it
you want it again

you want to
you need to
you need to believe

you want to
you need to
you want it right now

so you can just sit there
and sit there and stare

and laugh like a drone
while they feed and bleed you

while snakes hate
while sharks rape
what's left
of your mind

turning you
mutating you
inhuman you

electron sucking hole
plugged in unplugged

undone so alone
you moan and drone

into your phone
that you need so much

they fooled you
you let them
and you loved it again

you want to
you need to
you want it right now

you want to believe
you want to be deceived

they fooled you
you let them
again and again

World Of Lies

who i am doesn't matter
i have to blend in
it's just so much simpler
to wear this false skin
i have to careful
not to show through the seams
or i'll be detected
by emotion machines
i only permitted
30 words a day spoken
and most of the time
i use them on slogans
at night in the sky
i stare at the stars
and know that they're tracking me
through the birthwire in my arm
our masks have no features
they're faceless and plain
no smile of pleasure
no wince of pain
into the framework
i'm electronically woven
every morning i wake
and drink obedience potion
i won't color
outside any of the lines
you'll make sure
i stay within the guidelines
sometimes i wonder
why we need this disguise
then i remember
it's a world of lies