Misanthropic Innovation Lyrics

Population, disunited

Suffering from anxious thoughts

Addiction to, isolation

Extinction of the human race

Your mind turns to nothing, unable to sleep

Stressing about the few friends that you wish you could keep

We torture ourselves, in ways we cannot see

Living our lives through LED screens

Flight from conversation, growing sense of apathy

Rage against the third degree, learn to hate society

See what the media wants you to see

As you lose your conversation skills at least you know what's on TV

WWW, the world wide web

Won't matter in 100 years when everyone else is dead

Constantly worried about your social status

Forced to obey the unspoken apparatus

Misanthropic innovation

You're a slave to man's creation

No basic communication

Drift apart from all your peers

People strive for human contact

But they have never gone and thought that

No one ever feels the same way

Never joining together as humanity

Always remember that freedom isn't really free

I close my eyes falling into the light

Sealing my fate, technology is life

Always alone, no one to turn to

Concentrate on the illusion

Of free thoughts being fed through a tube

Always alone, always isolated

Why don't you ever think for yourself?

You get taught what to believe by a Hollywood celebrity

You think you've found a convenient way to blend in

But just take a look at the shitty world you've fell in

Rise up from the wasteland, open up your eyes

From this point on you need to realize

You can't let the media shape you how they'd like to see

Or else you conform to be a part of the machine

Misanthropic innovation

You're a slave to man's creation

No basic communication

Drift apart from all your peers

People strive for human contact

But they have never gone and thought that

No one ever feels the same way

Population, disunited

Suffering from anxious thoughts

Addiction to, isolation

Extinction of the human race

Your mind turns to nothing, unable to sleep

Stressing about the few friends that you wish you could keep

We torture ourselves, in ways we cannot see

Living our lives through LED screens

Flight from conversation, growing sense of apathy

Rage against the third degree, learn to hate society

See what the media wants you to see

As you lose your conversation skills at least you know what's on TV

WWW, the world wide web

Won't matter in 100 years when everyone else is dead

Constantly worried about your social status

Forced to obey the unspoken apparatus

See what they want you to see