We like to think we have some form of control still
Making our constant binary choices
And voicing our equally shallow opinions more loudly or quietly
Most people can't even decide what color to wear or which burger to eat
And what the fuck does it matter man
Autonomy is an illusion
Collective paranoia
Paranoia
I'm good at reading people
The key is to look for their demons
Their suppressed emotions
And unconscious habits always running in the background
We like to think we have some form of control still
Making our constant binary choices
And voicing our equally shallow opinions more loudly or quietly
Most people can't even decide what color to wear or which burger to eat
And what the fuck does it matter man
Autonomy is an illusion
Pulled over our eyes and shoved down our throats
I'm good at reading people
The key is to look for their demons
Their suppressed emotions
And unconscious habits always running in the background
We live in a collective paranoia
Paranoia
Errors force a system to adapt, to develop
To pass through, into a new paradigm
Human error is always the best exploit
Sometimes I still fantasize about being normal
What would it be like to live in that naive safe reality
Their suppressed emotions
And unconscious habits always running in the background
Collective paranoia