Commercialize what you hold so pure | To make a profit off the youth | Your market is catching on | The Ted Turners, media moguls | No one should have that much power | Over information | And we cannot trust | Their fabricated truths | Why am I the only one that seems so angry? | Most just sit around | And accept this fate | Praising their corporate deity | I have to question all the things I see | Cause these hazy sights are forced in front of me | Their oil war, the truths untold | Covered up murders and bribery | It's enraged my life, their primetime war (As the media slash their own wrists) | Fa ade of responsibility | Destroyed by what lies beneath | You're so concerned by mass approval it makes me | Sick to know the mind fucking | That takes place so that everything | Is white-washed and not offending | And my peace of mind | Destroyed by every word | That seeps out from inside of you | Its time to take a stand | Against these values | Step out from behind the shadow | (CHORUS) | The future's coming | You'll get what you have earned | There's nothing you can do or say to change my mind | I'm not listening | To the things you have to say | It's all bullshit anyway | And nothing's changing | (Chorus)