For one almighty and omnipotent
God sure makes some trash
We just want to be equal
Instead of living in
An Idiocracy prequel
It's frankly dull you can't control yourself
How sad the half formed man
Never learned to people
Cognitive dissonance
Will never stop til we're equal
Yet you destroy our chance to escape
This Idiocracy prequel
What makes deceivers want to lead us
Like a moth to a bulb
Is it the power that makes you grow sour
Or were you just born f*cked
What makes deceivers want to lead us
Like a moth to a bulb
Is it the power that makes you grow sour
Or were you just born f*cked