Reclamation

You swear allegiance by the glass you drink
 A life of thought and process now extinct
 Always unravelled always on the brink
 Takes a hold of you
 They taught you how to think
 Stick to tradition it will keep you sane
 Just fall in line, ignore the pain
 Increase the dosage it will keep you calm
 A mindless drone
 Queen's done her job
 Retreating, weakening
 A host now feeding it's disease
 Foundation, soon broken
 They've got you begging on your knees
 And now it's time
 To put up a fight
 It's up to you to make it right
 I know, don't play the part
 Break away; follow your heart
 Don't think, reclamation
 Don't think, liberation
 Don't think, just do
 What would you be if influence was obsolete
 You'd trust yourself, and have your soul to keep
 They fish the barrels and start pulling up the nets
 You took the bait... too late
 And now the hook is set
 Not a play toy
 No fucking do boy
 See something shiny and you bite
 "Traditioned" "Conditioned"
 Lets move ahead and do what'd right
 DO WHAT YOU FEEL IS RIGHT
 And now it's time
 To put up a fight
 It's up to you to make it right
 I know, don't play the part
 Break away; follow your heart
 Or you'll be torn apart
 No more
 No more
 Not anymore
 And now it's time
 To put up a fight
 It's up to you to make it right
 I know, don't play the part
 Break away; follow your heart