Somewhere deep inside their labs
I breathe, sleep and feed
Unaware of everything
I'll never know freedom
This digital world I live in
Has been constructed as a bondage
Their facade was well constructed of steel
But light has broken through those walls

The eyes all around me know i'm here
They watch my every move, nothings a surprise
I'm fed consistent notices of what they want, cause
They know their specimen is about to fail

"Chorus"
This world was built and constructed
All of this is sick sad game
Impale me with your spears of sorrow
I know your on to me

They are watching how i do
What i chose and where i go
These bumpers lead me down their little road
Guided and abused for their show

They created the others to blend me in
But they've failed as i am the true contrast.




Dunno if its finished. Its something i started one day in class.I need some music to go behind it though.

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Thats pretty cool

Yeah, I think you could continue it very easily. Give it some time and though. I liked the last 4 lines about the best, but there was some cool imagery telling your story in the rest, too.

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