Reclamation Songtext
von Bigwig
Reclamation Songtext
You swear allegiance by the glass you drink
A life of thought yet progress now extinct
Always unraveled, always on the brink
Takes a hold of you, they′ve taught you how to think
Stick to tradition it will keep you sane
Just fall in line, ignore the pain
Increase the dosage it will keep you calm
A mindless drone, queen's done her job
Retreating, weakening
A host now feeding its disease
Foundation, too broken
They′ve got you begging on your knees
Got you on your knees
And now it's time to put up a fight
It's up to you, come make it right
Why no, don′t play the part
Break away, follow your heart
Doping reclamation
Doping generation
Doping, doping, doping just you
What would you be if influence was obsolete
You trust yourself and have your soul to keep
They fish the barrels and start pulling up the net
You took the bait (too late)
And now the hook is set
Not a play toy, no fucking do boy
See something shiny and you bite
Tradition, condition
Let′s move ahead and do what's right
Do what you feel is right
And now it′s time to put up a fight
It's up to you, come make it right
Why no, don′t play the part
Break away, follow your heart
Why not be torn apart?
No more
No more
No more
Not any fucking more
And now it's time to put up a fight
It′s up to you, come make it right
Why no, don't play the part
Break away, follow your heart
A life of thought yet progress now extinct
Always unraveled, always on the brink
Takes a hold of you, they′ve taught you how to think
Stick to tradition it will keep you sane
Just fall in line, ignore the pain
Increase the dosage it will keep you calm
A mindless drone, queen's done her job
Retreating, weakening
A host now feeding its disease
Foundation, too broken
They′ve got you begging on your knees
Got you on your knees
And now it's time to put up a fight
It's up to you, come make it right
Why no, don′t play the part
Break away, follow your heart
Doping reclamation
Doping generation
Doping, doping, doping just you
What would you be if influence was obsolete
You trust yourself and have your soul to keep
They fish the barrels and start pulling up the net
You took the bait (too late)
And now the hook is set
Not a play toy, no fucking do boy
See something shiny and you bite
Tradition, condition
Let′s move ahead and do what's right
Do what you feel is right
And now it′s time to put up a fight
It's up to you, come make it right
Why no, don′t play the part
Break away, follow your heart
Why not be torn apart?
No more
No more
No more
Not any fucking more
And now it's time to put up a fight
It′s up to you, come make it right
Why no, don't play the part
Break away, follow your heart
Writer(s): John Campbell, Will Adler, David Randall Blythe, Mark Morton, Chris Adler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

