Dark streets of a suburban nightmare
Barred windows and buildings defiled
Everything I see here is so far from
The neighborhood I knew as a child
Can’t believe how things have changed
Can’t believe how things turned out
But now I can’t even believe how they used to be
Our society changed over night
To this totalitarian regime
It is hard to remember the past
But it must’ve been different, it seems
Can’t believe how things have changed
Can’t believe how things turned out
But now I can’t even believe how they used to be
I know, I have seen all this before
In the pages of “1984”
Now I dread what tomorrow may have in store
Our world, turned so very cold
And wherever you go; you’re in their hold
We were sold a dream and fed the machine our souls
And wherever you go; you’re in their hold
We were sold a dream and fed the machine our souls
They keep watching every move you make
They remember all the numbers you’ve dialed
Every word you write or photo you take
Is systematically catalogued and filed
And wherever you go; you’re in their hold
We were sold a dream and fed the machine our souls
And wherever you go; you’re in their hold
We were sold a dream and fed the machine our souls
