From day to day we struggle through this life
And for what? So we have a "ladder to climb"
It's all a competition, a race so we can
End this day with fake smiles on our face
We are prisoners
We're used and extorted
Prisoners
For corporate abuse
We give and give and they take and take
Until there is nothing left
And when they are done with us
They extract what they need
We're lambs to the slaughter
And when they are finished with you
They take what they want
There's nothing left of us
I refuse to live
This life in black and white
Prisoners
We're used and extorted
Prisoners
For corporate abuse
We give and give and they take and take
Until there is nothing left
And when they are done with us
They extract what they need
We're lambs to the slaughter
And when they are finished with you
They take what they want
There's nothing left of us
There is so much hope
To live this so called wonderful life
When the reality is that all we dream to be
Is all a fucked up scam
They feed us a wonderful lie
The pressures on our youth
A certain image they maintain and control
Self neglect serves no purpose
Keep in mind you’re the one that steps further
As we age we learn our temptations
We stay ahead of all these distractions
A positive mind can always be found
By not conforming to the image of society
And Caving in will hold you back
From achieving what you want to achieve
You do not need to choke on their abuse
By giving in you're losing your youth
They make you feel like you're nothing, they’re worthless
But you're better than all of that, not helpless
You don’t need their acceptance, they're hopeless
Peer pressure won't faze you, not mindless
Today I looked around and noticed that all I see is broke
It’s been choked by those who think this whole worlds a joke
And they know what I see but turn the other cheek
Our outlook is bleak, what is it that we seek?
I feel like we get through this life
like balancing a brick on the end of a knife
I fight, you fight, we fight together
But in the end most of us give in to the slander
It's how we're all grown and all we've ever known
I'll look into Medusa's eyes, let her turn me to stone
Manipulation of the lion's share
They're the ones who lead this so called master plan
Everywhere on earth is a danger zone
I'll look into Medusa's eyes, let her turn me to stone
A young boy is falling apart
He doesn't even know where to start
Every day is exactly the same
All he feels is that he is to blame
Some days its anxiety
Some days its regret
Most days are days he would rather forget
But there's one thing that makes him feel
Like maybe he exists, maybe he is real
The world outside dictates that he's black and white
But in here he's reminded that he'll be alright
It doesn't matter what he said or what he'll say
'Cause we're all different, but unique in the same way
In the same way
Bitter, stricken, heavyhearted
Civilised, traumatised
Find truth, not pain, inhumane
Survival against Control
You crawl before you walk
You walk before you run
You run away as fast as you can
Before they get a chance
Before they step on you
A cog in the machine
Poisoned with no vaccine
A corporate wildfire
Spreading, like a disease
There are cracks in the road
The world is getting cold
There are lies in the truths
That we are told
Find a voice, silence greed
Capital gain is all we feed
Pride is built on foundations of sin
Scarred by life, war torn from giving in
Survival against control
Inhumane, find truth, not pain
Time is the essence in the end
about
(c) Restrictions "Clash With Your Reality"
Recorded at Blackhole Studios, Brisbane
Engineered, mixed and mastered by Sam Saljooghi
Artwork by Stu Stagg
Chicago hardcore veterans embrace industrial metal, doom, and experimental electronics to transcendent, explosive effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 18, 2023