Jason makes weird sounds, like a bird of some sort. Thats right a bird. I kneel to you when you preach to me Youre my god youre my tv You control what i say you control what i hear You control what the Fuck My whole existence revolves around this cable to my mind Its thought parole, population control Its slavery of mankind Under their control! Youre loving their control! Oooo Dont question the forces that govern your miserable life Dont seek out the answers that void your empty life Cause this melancholy vision is just a brief episode In this game called reality Its something Ive been trying so hard to figure out
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