Born into a body like a seed,
Given everything that we ever need,
To grow up, be strong, live and breathe,
But we fall down, feel weak, even bleed.
How soon will you be on your knees,
When you can't go on from the pain and disease?
Inflicted from the world outside that's enriched with,
Hardship, corruption consistent,
No signs of hope, too distant,
From new infant until old age,
We're trapped in the same cage all day,
Tied down by the law that controls you,
In a system that practically owns you,
It's a chain of command, guess where you are,
Not very high up 'cause it's too far.
We're all falling down,
Everybody hit the ground,
Nobody make a sound,
That's how it goes round and round.
We're all falling down,
Everybody hit the ground,
Nobody make a sound,
That's how it goes round and round.
I remember when we were once young,
Positive, inquisitive, some would call dumb,
People telling you how the world works,
What's right, what's wrong, how it turned worse,
Messages conflicting,
Insisting that you've got to be good and behave,
That can be twisting to the brain,
When the real world outside's not the same.
And before you can even gain any comprehension what they mention, you're a slave,
In a daze, being influenced by what you see, what they say,
The TV and the radio-waves,
The billboards and the paper of the day,
How so many people get away,
Taking advantage of others and getting paid.
We're all falling down,
Everybody hit the ground,
Nobody make a sound,
That's how it goes round and round.
We're all falling down,
Everybody hit the ground,
Nobody make a sound,
That's how it goes round and round.
The basis makes us like the Matrix,
So we're screwed from the start, face it.
So many rules and regulations,
But no example, so no education.
Capitalism, financial cannibalism,
A catalyst for radicalism,
Using human mannerisms,
As an algorithm for a cataclysm.
Didn't want to burst your bubble, but it's subtle,
Listen, not within your vision,
It's been controlled,
Where we each have a place of our own within this prison.
Where we're all trying to find this freedom financial, a feeling that's substantial,
But who dangles the bait right in front of our face making us separate and scramble?
We're all falling down,
Everybody hit the ground,
Nobody make a sound,
That's how it goes round and round.
We're all falling down,
Everybody hit the ground,
Nobody make a sound,
That's how it goes round and round.
credits
from Let There Be Light,
released July 7, 2011
Produced by SpitShine
Recorded at Cognition Studios
Cognition Studios is a graphic design, marketing and music company based in Toronto, Canada created by music producer, rapper and graphic designer, Gideon Bentata aka SpitShine.
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