Living Through A Screen (Everything Is A Lie) - R.A. The Rugged Man, The Kickdrums

All the flashin' lights, all the perfect lives

Focused on a screen, where everything is a lie

Help, don’t just slip away

Am I still there?

Insomniac, I lie wide awake

I’m irate with blind hate, I’m doomed to my fate

How much can I take?

My murder mind state

And when I’m dead gone, don’t come to my wake

And you won’t like me when I get angry

The Bill Bixby, original, not Ang Lee

Mechanical deity blow up the scenery

Robot, autonomous weapon machinery

The ache in the armor, they wanna break him in harder

They wanna make him a martyr, that’s what the pain is a part of

We livin' life hypnotized with your eyes in the iPhone

Catalogue and the masters that I own

Skeleton play the drum with a thighbone

Bullet slide in your dome in the crime zone

Suck the budgets, construct the puppets

Obstruct the justice, corrupted judges, wicked

What will be the secret that’s hidden from mankind?

Wisdom and inner vision religion can’t find

Needed the operator to give me the landline

Diggin' in deeper, begin losin' my damn mind

And you’re alone

All the flashin' lights, all the perfect lives

Gazin' at a screen where everything is a lie

Bendin' how you think, holds you in its teeth

Focused on the screen, where everything is a lie

Livin' through a screen, where everything is a lie

Fallin' down, goin' deeper, and I’m hittin' the bottom

I’ll be the Canaanite sinnin' in the city of Sodom

Until my mama see my name in the obituary column

And they still will be killin' me like I’m Bill and Hillary Rodham

Smoke and brimstones to molten rock

You wanna sell your soul?

The devil’s overstocked

Commit a crime, Instagram the photo

Feds’ll be watchin' in every borough

Political rhetoric or Jim Crow

Somethin' wicked this way comin' below

Pictured by Richard Avedon

Is it Minister Farrakhan?

And inside of the Rotten Apple, we livin' in Babylon?

Need to fit in their narrative or they will remove you

When they try to rule you, ruin those who are truthful

They use you, they fool you, the voodoo, pazuzu

The Hollywood, Hollyweird, who’s who and who’s new

The zombie society, they never been alive

As they followin' the blind, walk into genocide

And another young one done when the gun blast

St. Louis, Detroit, Chi-town, bloodbath

Livin' in a wicked world, will it ever get better?

147 kids that were killed in Kenya

Paris and Brussels, Orlando, Aurora

The church in Charleston, the horror, the slaughter

Enforcin' the laws of the border wars

Bodies of migrants on the water shores

As we enter the Twilight Zone dimension

Where they’re sure to shank ya, with no redemption

The Hollywood Terry Crews is molested in

In the era The Apprentice is President

LSD, mescaline, human experiment, American idiocracy evident

Leavin' a dream of the demon gene, is it an evil queen or Elohim

All the flashin' lights, all the perfect lives

Gazin' at a screen, where everything is a lie

Bendin' how you think, holds you in its teeth

Focused on the screen, where everything is a lie

Livin' through a screen

And you’re alone