They told me which God I should believe in
Which flag I should surrender to
That the truth belongs to the state
And the lie belongs to the people
And anyone who thinks differently
Is an enemy
Is crazy
Is a fool
Orwell wrote it
But it wasn't fiction
The ministry of truth
Is television
They create an enemy for me
So I won't see the thief
Who governs with the bible
And feeds on corruption
Ministry of self
They stole my thoughts
Ministry of self
They taught me to be silent
Free to vote
Imprisoned for asking questions
Ministry of self
Where did I end up?
The left lies
The right lies too
And in the middle of the ring
I'm the one bleeding
They sell me saviors
On campaign stages and pulpits
And I swallow the rhetoric
Along with the obstacles
Sartre said
We are what we do
With what they've done
But what can we do
When those in power
Devour us?
Condemned to be free
In a country of shackles
Free to die in line
Trapped in the election
Ministry of the self
They stole my thoughts
Ministry of the self
They taught me to be silent
They silence me with bread
They silence me with fear
They silence me with the circus
They silence me with secrets
But the rage I carry
No longer fits in silence
I exist
I resist
And that is not a crime yet
Don't silence me
Don't mold me
Don't sell me
Don't rule me
I am the people
That you have forgotten
I am the rage
That you have created