Songwriters: G Curran

They wonna keep us numb, they wonna keep us dumb,
They wonna keep us in check, they wonna keep us

It's me against you, it's me against them,
Me against the clones and their generic trends,
From the corporate whores to the human billboards,
It keeps on spreading across the western shores,
Across whole nations the effigies are growing,
They're being cultivated and they're not even knowing,
Coz they're unaware of what's happening to them,
They're being molded by the consumer trend,
They're unaware of what's going on, they keep on marching, marching on,
They're unaware of what's going on, they keep on marching,
They think they're being different but they're all the same,
They're speaking all the lingo and they're playing the game,
Repeating what they told you, repeating what they told you,
Repeating what they sold you

So keep it yours and be the truth, and never let them make you,
Keep your soul and keep it pure, and never let them fake you,

Don't let them, don't let them, don't let them make you

Hey, no, I'm holding it back,
Resisting the force of the generic army,
Coz I feel this regime is trying to take me,
Insidious forces is what I perceive,
Shaping reality, mutating society,
Morphing the populace,
As they program your mind, tap you inside,
Program your psyche, program you to rhyme,
It's the code of the streets, it's the label of control,
Monopolizing billions of souls,
It's the branded race with the style and the grace,
The human product has been made

So keep it yours and be the truth, and never let them make you,
Keep your soul and keep it pure, and never let them fake you,

Don't let them, don't let them, don't let them make you

Ignorant tribes follow the signs, getting regulated by the latest campaign,
It's those primitive one's, those fatuous humans,
Playing all dumb, getting cloned by the system,
Impetuous, yes, they keep on consuming,
Loot is the drug that they are using,
Getting so high from the material pill,
Buy more, take more, coz image is the thrill,
Coz those TV screens and those glossy magazines,
They're dictating your hopes and dreams,
Making fantasies, fake realities,
Utopia keeps on calling

So keep it yours and be the truth, and never let them make you,
Keep your soul and keep it pure, and never let them fake you,

Don't let them, don't let them, don't let them make you

Replicant Breed lyrics © Songs Of Derelict State Records