While you were sleeping
While dawn was creeping
My sciatic alarm clock said don't waste the day
I made some coffee
Turned on the TV
To get my dose of doom and gloom in before you awaken
Less of a human
Than when you fell asleep last night
You might look like yourself
But you may not feel right
You won't own your own body
You won't own what you live in
You can't make a decision
About this prison
They'll give you a tattoo
'Cause you're type-O
Beautiful but behave like a psycho
Track your cycle
No need for anklets
You're never alone with your phone beneath the blankets
And you'll be less of a human
Than when you fell asleep last night
You might look like yourself
But how could I know what it feels like?
You won't own your own body
You won't own your own skin
You can't make a decision
About this prison
Ooh, less of a human
Ooh, less of a human
You won't own your own body
You won't what you live in
You can't make a decision
About this prison