Too much with the truth they say
Keep it ’till another day
Let them have their little game
Illusion helps to keep them sane
Let them have their little toys
Matchbox cars and mortgage joys
Exciting in their plastic ways
Frozen food in a concrete cage
You’re gonna go insane
I’m trying to save your brain
All right, I don’t know what’s happening
I am all torn inside
People say I’m heavy
They don’t know what I hide
Take a life it’s going cheap
Kill someone no one will weep
Freedom’s yours, just pay your dues
We just want your soul to use
You’re gonna go insane
I’m trying to save your brain