Lyrics: NoomRa
It’s the same tune all day, every day;
Only words changing, but the message stays the same;
Hidden in between the lines, can’t get it straight away:
‘Modern-day slaves: no rights and no escape!’
Most people think they have a choice - their own motion;
That they can hear their own voice - a drop in the ocean!
In a hall of screaming tags - welcome to the auction;
Buy the right to be alive: a 'Black Friday' promotion…
CH.: It’s a weird time to be alive.
I’m sick of pretty faces, slim waists, big chains…
Variety and authenticity should be the big names;
Between the luxury and misery there is a membrane:
It’s time to penetrate it and see the whole plane!
We better be hyper alert;
‘Cause someone might soon pull the rug;
We better be quick, time is up;
End this mass delusion, wake up!
Do you like the scenery?
Ring the bell and set them free!
Media continuum, rabbit holes, c’est la vie…
Can you switch the frequency?
Break the pattern, change the key?
Answer the question:
To be or not to be?
CH.: It’s a weird time to be alive.
Can you be the captain and the pilot?
Can you choose your way and build your tower?
Can you comprehend your real power?
And become the hero, not the coward?
Yes, we need a new…
We gon’ break the wall…
Cause we’ve had enough…
We gon’ break the wall…
Cause we’ve had enough oppression…
Cause we’ve had enough….
Cause we need a new rhythm!
And we need a new prism!
That old mess, we gon’ clean it:
New cycle!
It’s a new beginning!
That old wall, we're gon’ bring it down!
We're gonna start anew:
Let’s go!