An older song, newly revised
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Brain-dead people rotting on the ground
Acting like someone else, anything but themselves
Living the perpetual life of a hound
'Cause they contradict they could be anything else
How much more could they really take?
Every, every, every day played by someone else's game
Watching mindless followers truly is a pain
Watch them march and tug actor's manufactured reins
Now it's too late to expostulate
Their decision was made when they gave their brain

How could you fall?
After we've been through it all
How could you play the pawn
Of an icon?

Disoriented perception of truth
Through the mist they feed you lies, then begin to take your life
Though the fog has made you blind, I can see right through
I do not need to surmise to realize the pain you hide
But how much more can you take?
Every, every, every day, played by someone else's game
Now you're a mindless monkey in their game
Victim to Hollywood's manufactured reins
Now it's too late, your mind's not gonna change
Your decision was made when they stole your brain

How could you fall?
After we've been through it all
How could you play the pawn
Of an icon?

Now you're just another tool
In this game you're played a fool
I can see just how you accord
To the results marked in the board
Now you're just another tool
In this game you're played a fool
I can see just how you accord
To the results marked in the board
Brainwashing hypnotic tactics
Interviews, all the bombastic
Commercials, mind control
Wondering how much I could hold
Because I know I can't fight forever,
It's happening to me too.
I just wonder when I'll lose
Or what they'll do in my lassitude

I cannot last
But I must last
I must fight back
I will not join in this hell!
I will fight to free myself
I do not even need help
'Cause in this song is an aplomb
Of not having to be a pawn
But it's too late for you to choose
But that's okay 'cause I don't need you
Anyway
I can say
I fought the fame
And walk away.