CONTROL

Don’t tell your viewpoint, I don’t want to hear it Disrupting the subject, don’t try to change it Don’t twist it to your advantage Not your position, don’t lead the narrative This isn’t your fight, don’t combat against them Just stay back, this isn’t fictive Don’t act on the impulse, don’t push it forward Disrupting the subject, don’t try to change it These are our real lives, It’s no fiction No fiction

National illusion of equality work Praised as heroes, with nothing in return Just a polished blank surface for the elite Mask it as inclusion in order to build the new underclass For long, I’ve been waiting for the surface to burst Watch it burn down in flames and shame Instead, it’s being praised Capitalists claim for change We are the servants, maids for the rich Restricting the pay, invest in yourself Expanding the growth, limitless aims We are the servants, maids for the rich New lower class subsidized by the state for the rich

Fuel fire for fun Transgress, abuse Chronically mansplain The bluntest of blades Sheds light on elusive issues Head far up in the clouds while kicking down Good dudes, yeah, backed hard Why kick up problems? Regress back to schoolyards Whining and kicking Full time pyromaniac Mistaken for being a breath of fresh air Defend the right to destroy progression What a fucking waste of space A blunt blade, no edge Such a fucking waste of space

Driven by guilt? Restore and refill Loose lids Short fuse Coping skills that suck Who’s the next target? Surrounded by jerks No one to exploit Shallow sleeping Wake up screaming Surrounded by fools Closer to rage Manipulation Out of chosen ones Will give short pleasure Such a fucking waste Driven by guilt Search for next thrill Shallow sleeping Shallow breathing I wake up screaming

It’s a question of control Either you have it, or you don’t The doors are wide open To use what you know Incentivize To deregulate Profiteers Will plan ahead Can’t deviate from the status quo Future careers are on the line Has the world changed Or wasn’t this something to be ashamed of? Incentivize To deregulate Elected officials Benefit themselves My country’s for sale Everything can be bought Low prices to stay free What we built is gone

Who wants to live and die as a problem Distrusted, cruel laws Hands on your throat Narking enforced Don’t tell them anything Keep your mouth shut There’s nothing they can do That will help you Terrorized Problem child Stigmatized Weakest link Don’t tell them a fucking thing

Wrong But not enough, not wrong enough Sick But not enough, stuck in between I can’t stand this vision of Perfectionism and success Frame for neurotypicals Vultures of the Social ladder Competitive Demonize those Who needs more support Knowledge is power, but does it Help us when we don’t fulfill Requirements for fitting in Narrow framing Rising pressure Increased exclusion Punish sickness Justify it Restrict and punish

Exclude competition Only one stays on top Subordinate others, no shame Monopoly of what’s Seen and heard Culture boss, gatekeeper Scare tactics, subtle threats Only one preference Fits the frame, on the stage

Not for nothing, to them we’re nothing, I am Not that often, worth something, fuck them You just can’t help it, compulsive lying, you do Not that often, something worthwhile, big cheese You can say it all the fucking time Work to live, live to work I don’t care if we’re friends I don’t care if we’re friends All bosses are scum I don’t care what they say Not for nothing, to them we’re nothing, I am Not that often, worth something, fuck them You just can’t help it, compulsive lying, you do Not that often, something worthwhile – work death If the job was worth doing They would do it themselves

Total destruction Of all the trust we had built The zones we’re not welcome Have damaged us all I can’t fathom This is where we are I can’t handle Reality You just buy it Who pays the real price? Fear they feed us Blame never ends Some punk ass bitch in a Tesla Gets the pass on all that he’s done But a child, bereaved of all chances, Gets frisked when walking home Who pays the real price?

Constant stimulation fatigue Corporate greenwashed alibi End of times The end of times Could this be the end of times Everyone is held down By violence, or the promise of it Like sheep to the trough We are born to rot A sick continent The end of times Sweden! Sweden! Fuck the land Nazis rule on corporate greed Europe’s burning A big mistake We live in a fascist state

Fuck the tourists, fuck the haters We’re the rule breakers You will never know what it’s like I gotta go, I gotta jump on my friend’s head Blast beat, blast beat, blast beat, move your fucking ass Hardcorepilled

Another day in paradise My time, my body, can it be worth so little? Rising tide, failing dreams I can’t choose between the pain and the monotony What is worse and what will break me? All this pressure to create more nothingness I pretend to be busy so I get to stay a little while longer 5 more minutes on the company dime 500 years of unfair lives If you’ve got time to lean, you’ve got time to clean Work hard. Have fun. Make history.

I’ll never be whole, I’ll always be half Be half of the worth, earn half the respect Be half of an influence, make half of a mark I’m carrying twice the rage I’m only a medal, only a trophy Just need a regular polish I’m a passive gemstone, I shine because you’re the sun I’m carrying twice the rage Can’t get as sweet a fruit for my labour Engagement, commitment, despite my passion I also hold twice, twice the rage