Dystopia

[Verse 1]
It's the same reflection just mirrored within the modern day
Living with the coffins made there's not a lot of space
Propped on top of the sloppy frames of the jobs we hate
Living in computers and our future is a copy, paste
Think it needs to get a virus check
Simon says what crime is next I'm a python spying till the bite connects
Might inject the slightest sense inside your head
'Cos you got to gain the slight respect
Mic and check, life or death
Shit, focus on your positioning
Pour my heart into the bars to silence how the cricket sings
Eyes roll back and the same drone repeats, telling me to fit to their conditions
I can hear them saying
The monster in 'em is the one making the wrong decisions
Speculate, I watch indifferent like the God of Christians
Post-apocalyptic, the rapture came and went
Your soul still sleeps in a cradle made of flesh
And then it's nevermore, I'll let the raven say it best
While you're shooting at the aliens, invasion is a threat
Keep it positive, never be the opposite
But moods tend to switch when you're lost in this metropolis
Ship scholars on a scholarship for the silent promise of this pocket lint
For this money there's a lot of sins
But Jesus couldn't tell you what a profit is
You're always hanging on a string until you conquer it