We lose all control of our senses
So slowly
Give them up until we're defenceless
So surely
This is not what you think it is
This is not what you, this is not what you
This is not what you think it is
It's worse
Now my computer gets sad without me
Its scary
It's turning off everything I believe in
Cos it knows it's easy
This is not what you think it is
This is not what you, this is not what you
This is not what you think it is
It's worse
I'm another unperson
You created this mess
You are the grand designer
Revel in our unrest
And we're getting sick
Of your doublethink
We see you all and now the walls are caving in
And maybe I'm flawed
But I do exist
My thoughts are mine
I didn’t sign up for this
Now my spirit can barely function
It's ugly
No longer fit for public consumption
Well I guess that's something
This is not what you think it is
This is not what you, this is not what you
This is not what you think it is
It's worse
I'm another unperson
You created this mess
And we're getting sick
Of your doublethink
We see you all and now the walls are caving in
And maybe i'm flawed
But I do exist
My thoughts are mine
I didn’t sign up for this
I'm just another clone of a clone
I'm out here searching for some meaning
I'm all out of love
I forget what it feels like
And we all
Take orders coming from above us
And they won't leave me alone
I'm just another clone of a clone of a clone
(Of a clone, of a clone, of a clone,...)
