[verse one]

when I close my eyes
the gate way to my soul
Im able to fly through the knowledge that I hold
Im just love and inspired
totally in control
minds completely wired making it easy to role
the coaster on the tracks
flowing smooth I aint noticing the cracks
fuck a mood
cause I honestly want to be relaxed
hoping I don't go back to remote controls
control information over load
and peace remains intact

but when I walk out the door to my brick hut
not many talk at all keeping there lips shut
and when the water falls their getting zipped up
following laws so I don't think they think much
now lets bring up artists and thinkers that think nuts
speaking wisdom that links us
repainting over this picture with a pink brush
we feel you we’ll heal you
were in touch

[chorus] times two

we see the system
eagerly resisting
day to day we stay away
and we keep our distance
we live in side the hive but we don't listen
the guy that ties a price to life
is the victim

[verse two]

We all wake up
to work for the machine
business men, waiters
street cleaners keeping the city clean
Bankers Barista transforming a bean
Land skapers and Diggers
Actors performing for a seen
public transports moving
so are cars on the road
murders and shootings
lets take this as far as it goes
I’ve seen people do things to survive
and they try
but they just cant handle the load
no
others make money of addiction
you just hand them the doe
every year theres a candle to blow
bulls shit holidays
the fucking bunnies and Santa would know
live in a materialism prison welcome to the dome
here your mind gets blown away
here to remind you about you holy golden gates
thats lives deep with inside your brain
your base
sitting in its place
in a body
behind seeing eyes and face

[chorus] times two

We see the system
eagerly resisting
day to day we stay away
and we
keep our distance
we live inside the hive
but we don't listen
the guy that ties a price to life is the victim

[verse three]


some young kids were brought up in nice cribs
parents bought em clothes that fit sick kicks with nike ticks
tucked em into bed buy the time the night hits
got a pillow for their head dad flicks off the light switch
and gets em out of trouble or a tight situation
keeps em in the bubble with the right information
mum and dad are a couple hiding their confrontations
buying your consoles for your mind manipulation
daddy wears a suit and tie
mama ties up your shoe lace
buys your supplies like your fluoride filled tooth paste
you listen and insist that its true what the news say
radio music you play you bloody bunch of fruit cakes
I don’t want to judge but lets open up a new case
filled with trouble makers that don't like to be too safe
no body believes in them and telling them they do great
so they follow the steps and the moves that the crew make
hating school, never obeying the rules
cause its too late
making noise when their hitting the streets
like a boom gate
feeling one with the boys
listening to beats and Wutang
some let of the leash others broke off the lose chain

[chorus] times two

we see the system eagerly resisting,
day to day we stay away and keep our distance
we live in side the hive but we don't listen
the guy that ties a price to life is the victim