HORRORSHOW

HORRORSHOW - Inside Story lyrics

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It's like something just over the horizon

Wanna take a walk, maybe see what we can find?

Look long and hard, look near and far

Above all things, remember always look inside

Listen in to these words from a citizen of Earth's surface

Let's try and rewire the circuits, determine a purpose

Meanwhile I'm striving for perfect, but homie perfect takes practice

And I find in these days and times I'm always so damn distracted - they hit you like

Shop here, wear this, want this, love this, be this, buy this, buy that

Log in, sign up, tune in, click here, watch this, read up, write back

So much to know, and so many things to own

TV in your home and your mobile phone make sure that you're never really alone

And it's pathetic like a global epidemic, attention span so fragmented

So addicted to being connected we now getting updates by the second

Got us all time wasting up on MySpace and Facebook, prime for the taking

Got the whole world hooked getting high on information

Post-generation Y babies, they call 'em the digital natives

Hide behind their monitors as technology kills imagination

Excuse my cynicism, but a world where every kid's best friend is a computer

Is a system failure headed for an apathetic future

Just a few centuries back, they made maps of a flat world by candle light

Now the whole world's at your fingertips, mapped down to your street by satellite

So advanced from where we started, it's all so complexified

Brand names buy ad space in your mind but they'll never get what's inside

I wasn't there when they wrote the rules but I do my best to follow 'em

In this world of machines we starving for oxygen

Where were you the day that humanity died?

Searching for signs of life to reconnect with what's inside

Somewhere there's a room full of men with suits looking up at rows of numbers

Terrified by the red in their eyes as arrows point down from the pressure they're under

They're saying we might drown in our own greediness

Living beyond our means, chasing dreams that we learnt off MTV cribs

Look at what we did, smog fills the sky and the cars line up at the servo

And I can't help but think to myself this can't be the way it was supposed to go

On the nightly news, floods and bushfires, earthquakes and tidal waves

Temperature's rising, armies fighting, bombs go off and sirens blaze

But we just tryna get by and occupy our spot on the timeline

So we change the channel to sex, drugs and violence programmed for prime time

Sit back in our chairs for some living room voyeurism

As reality TV turns all of life into competition

Airbrushed magazine pages give us false idols to worship

Got us all so depressed that we can't live up to picture perfect

Sometimes I just wanna unplug and go back to basics

And I wonder what my story might have been like somewhere else in history's pages

But here we stand, the sons and daughters of colonialism

Crossed over water just to be making our homes on stolen land

And me, I don't know the plan, I'm just here to play my part

Do my thing, walk my path, talk my shit, make my mark

I swear I wanna make a difference from the bottom of my heart

But I don't how to fix it man, I wouldn't know where to start

So advanced from where we started, images off the production line

We outa touch with what's inside

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