The Great Reset

Drop

No keys

Just screens

Verse 1

Silver tray with the locust wings

They tell us it is fine for the climate things

Stir it in a plastic bowl

Check the credit score to save your soul

Stacked like cans inside a steel row

Nowhere else for us to go

Look at the digital wall

Waiting for the center to call

Chorus

You own nothing

And you like it like that

Be happy now

While the tower gets fat

Keep the fact straight

Keep the cage tight

Working for the signal

In the middle of the night

Until the grave

A happy little slave

Verse 2

Don't need a yard or a porch swing

We give up every single little thing

Rent the bed and rent the breath

Calculate the tax until your death

Scan the eye to get a food pack

There is no way of turning back

Small rooms and the insect crunch

Protein for a liquid lunch

Chorus

You own nothing

And you like it like that

Be happy now

While the tower gets fat

Keep the fact straight

Keep the

Verse 3

Try to swallow down the bitter pill

Watching every movement through the lens on the hill

Signed away the title and the autonomy

Just another digit in a fake economy

If you try to stand they gonna pull the cord

Pay your penance to the technological lord

It's a manufactured crisis and a forced demand

Buying every inch of the remaining land

Grind the exoskeleton into a paste

Humanity is nothing but a bunch of waste

To the elites sitting on a marble throne

While they watch us suffer in a quiet zone

Outro

Keep eating

Keep sleeping

Be happy

Be nothing

Follow the plan

The final man

Slave to the grave

None of us brave

Verse 4

Barcode living strapped around the wrist

Future sold off with a single list

No choice left, it’s a preset fate

Wired to obedience they automate

March on the gray line, faces blend

Every day repeats, no need to pretend

Truth locked away under data streams

Selling off our hope and our dreams

Drop

Screens

Screens

Eat bugs

Screens

Screens

Obey