Inform(ed)ation Lyrics

In this game we're all mice

Experimental life

Racing through mazes trust instinct over advise

Prodded and pondered by elite giants in white

Esuriently they observe us fight this frivolous plight

In the end we're all numbers

On ledgers and pages

Only used as leverage to pay off the debt of the greatest

Supposed nation in the world I guess we missed all the ratings

Or we're only informed in the forms of formed information

As I

Walk through empty halls, and ponder on what was lost

Pictures fill a narrow corridor, with tall looming walls

Covered floor to ceiling, dimly lit by fluorescent bulbs

Filled with images not seen outside this dark hall of cost

I wonder why in school when we learned about that tragedy

The native genocide wasn't depicted in the same way

But now I'm older and honestly it all makes sense to me

You don't put murder and rape in your autobiography

Taught Columbus found the country, like he gave up a rib

Like there weren't natives for centuries that inhabited it

But I guess the author always writes their best narrative

It's hard to claim founder's rights when you weren't the first to exist

In this game we're all mice

Experimental life

Racing through mazes trust instinct over advise

Pondered and prodded by elite giants in white

Esuriently they observe us fight this frivolous plight

In the end we're all numbers

On ledgers and pages

Only used as leverage to pay off the debt of the greatest

Supposed nation in the world I guess we missed all the ratings

Or we're only informed in the forms of formed information

I've got a question for you, let me make an inquiry

How many coincidences screw in one conspiracy?

It all comes off as weird to me, I mean just turn on your tv

Then google the news and connect the headlines that you didn't see

We're living on an iceberg, so much going on beneath the surface

Crazy how the average worker is determined worthless

Confined to the surface, slave away and feed the furnace

All the wealth and power lies in line with age, it's predetermined (Lineage)

So think for yourself

Don't believe what they say

Or let the influence of others bend you a certain way

Let them box you in, and you gone wake up inside of a cage

Going by the book

Don't mean that truth was written on the page

In this game we're all mice

Experimental life

Racing through mazes trust instinct over advise

Pondered and prodded by elite giants in white

Esuriently they observe us fight this frivolous plight

In the end we're all numbers

On ledgers and pages

Only used as leverage to pay off the debt of the greatest

Supposed nation in the world I guess we missed all the ratings

Or we're only informed in the forms of formed information