Stereotype - Diorama

The scent of the wide world

In concrete and glass

Compels your amazement

Until you’re numb

How long will you marvel

Before you sign in?

The gates are wide open

And here you come

You give yourself away

For nothing

You give yourself away

For a stereotype

There’s no call for help I won’t come running

Too late to recognize you

They get you connected

To dreams off the rack

The choice between leader

And copycat

You may bask in rivers

Of wine to blank out

The tick of the time bomb

Placed in your head

You give yourself away

For nothing

You give yourself away

For a stereotype

There’s no call for help I won’t come running

Too late to recognize you

You think this is the path to freedom

A chance to leave

A path to freedom

It’s not!

It’s not!

You think this is the path to freedom

A chance to leave

A path to freedom

It’s not!

It’s not!

Some go to take part

Others just to witness how hard

You try

You try

You try

You try