Why should we adjust our minds to simplicity
While we could free creativity
Let's choose our taste let's choose our rules till we erase all the remaining sensless limitations
We will never use your tools, you make everything sound the same
Today every song feels so lame
But we will create our own rules
Unconscious reflex novating your ideas when you decide to be complex!
Hey f*ckers let's show what we've got
We are the voice of the new world and we'll never ever stop
We want to revolutionize the way ya'll perceive cause then the imploding time will arise
Fake artists
Just makes me want to break the cycle
Weak artists
Keep playing those fake songs
They try to stop us, to silent our expression, no, our truth bother their lies
Lie but they will realize good doesn't mean limiting yourself to conformity
Dysfunctional distorting harmonies
Is our path our youth and what you call our insanity
You fooled the people too long now, the awakening has already begun to set us free
Unexpected unpredictable symmetrical rhythms we create to eliminate the boundaries!
Now time has come to raise your minds above the f*cking fence!
Flawless songs, this corrupt system is so damn wrong, suck that!
All along, we will hit you so damn f*cking strong
Feel your neural connections now disconnecting
Your frontal lobe lost detuned
Your cortex will never see no f*cking issue
Disharmony will take you down!