Reclamation - Bigwig

You swear allegiance by the glass you drink

A life of thought and process now extinct

Always unravelled always on the brink

Takes a hold of you

They 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, soon broken

They’ve got you begging on your knees

And now it’s time

To put up a fight

It’s up to you to make it right

I know, don’t play the part

Break away;

follow your heart

Don’t think, reclamation

Don’t think, liberation

Don’t think, just do

What would you be if influence was obsolete

You’d trust yourself, and have your soul to keep

They fish the barrels and start pulling up the nets

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

«Traditioned» «Conditioned»

Lets move ahead and do what’d right

DO WHAT YOU FEEL IS RIGHT

And now it’s time

To put up a fight

It’s up to you to make it right

I know, don’t play the part

Break away;

follow your heart

Or you’ll be torn apart

No more

No more

Not anymore

And now its time

To put up a fight

It’s up to you to make it right

I know, don’t play the part

Break away;

follow your heart