Narcotic

Breaking Free: Unveiling Societal Manipulation
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Lyrics

Choking on lies that you're being fed

Feeling suffocated by deceitful information being fed.

Can't get enough so you crane your neck

Craving more lies, extending the neck metaphorically.

Eat or die living a lie

Choosing between conformity (eating lies) or facing consequences.

Free thought becomes externally polluted

Independent thinking contaminated by external influences.

Your mind brainwashed, ideals executed

Mind controlled, with one's ideals being executed externally.

Eat, eat, eat or die, die, die

Emphasizing the dire choice: comply with falsehoods or face demise.

Do as you're told mortally terrified

Obliged to follow orders, gripped by mortal fear.


Mass hypnosis obey till the end

Subject to mass hypnosis, obedience until the inevitable end.

What's life without freedom?

Questioning the value of life without freedom.

I'm better off dead

Expressing a preference for death over a life without freedom.


Unable to think, regurgitating values

Unable to think independently, repeating established values.

Part of the system, paying your dues

Being a part of a systemic structure and paying the price for it.

Eat, eat, eat or die, die, die

Reiterating the critical choice: conformity or face demise.

Resist to exist while living a lie

Resisting the pressure to conform while living a false reality.

Choking on lies that you're being fed

Repeating the feeling of suffocation due to lies.

Can't get enough so you crane your neck

Continuing to desire more lies, symbolized by craning the neck.

Eat or die

Reiterating the dilemma: conform or face dire consequences.


Victims in this game of power

Describing individuals as victims in a power-oriented game.

We are the lowest of the low

Acknowledging a low status in the societal hierarchy.

Prisoners of our minds

Metaphorically imprisoned by one's own thoughts.

What's life without freedom?

Reiterating the question of the value of life without freedom.

Got it all in our hands

Holding the potential for freedom but letting it slip away.

And let it slip through our fingers

Regret over losing the opportunity for freedom.


Mass hypnosis obey till the end

Repetition of the theme of mass hypnosis and obedience until the end.

What's life without freedom?

Repeating the question about the worth of life without freedom.

I'm better off dead

Expressing a preference for death over a life without freedom (repeated).

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