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