Cel Damage, Chris of Life of Refusal - Trump Lyrics

Tabula rasa became king
Cognitive processes are now second nature
Dead eyed drone, drag your feet more

Controlled. Trained. And lied to

Molded like clay
We're all stuck in our own groove
Told we can't climb out
Which we try so vigorously

You're mindless, we aren't
Now on our path
Overthrown by someone thought lesser and beneath you