Tell me a story so I will believe you.
I will give you money so my dreams will come true.
Now I will bow down to take your orders.
I will fill my mind with garbage like a hoarder.
Tell me of heaven for those who obey.
I dream of heaven,
though I never see the light of day.
Now tell me which line to fall into,
so I can think I belong.
I will do a dance if you will play the song.
You help people from far away.
But you turn around and rob them of their ways.
You won’t be happy until we all think the same.
Losing our differences will be a shame.