Insidiae - Skinnerbox lyrics

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Insidiae - Skinnerbox

Barely alive we peck away

conditioned as we are

Clipping our own wings every day

nothing remains but sores

Hands holding less with holes that may

echo this hand that feeds

Never to think it's time to bite

is never to be freed!

We're barred at all the sides and keep on running

While steel of treadmills cut our feet

through perseverance overcome this

Frail minds breed false believes!

Lost in this maze forever more

killed off by every bend

Bereft of sight we still explore

beginning turning end

Hands holding less with holes that may

echo this hand that feeds

Never to think it's time to bite

is never to be freed!

We're barred at all the sides and keep on running

While steel of treadmills cut our feet

through perseverance overcome this

Frail minds breed false believes!

There's nothing left in here

we're lost inside a Skinner box

One thing remaining clear

our true desires are lost (2X)

Still we feed on what's offered in vain

Longing just for what is programmed in our brain

Our raison d'être never ours to be seen

what we must feed upon must be soylent green

Biting of more than we can chew

to fill the void we made

And what we need we all eschew

until the hunger fades

Still we feed on soylent green

There's nothing left in here

we're lost inside our Skinner box

One thing remaining clear

our true desires are lost (3X)

There's nothing left in here

we're lost inside a Skinner box

One thing remaining clear...