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 its 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 its 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