Drop your life
Drop your dreams
You're one of us now
Walk down the halls
Rid yourself of your individuality
What makes you, you
Is what makes you not us.
It's a machine
Compressing and shaping the most
Innocent of minds
Changing their desires
We are "The Man"
You'll be with us everyday
Becoming more like a high functioning member
Of our machine
Losing sight of the dreams you once held so dear
No extraordinary people ever needed us
But we will spend years convincing you that the opposite is true
And you'll eat it up.
We promise you that you'll be successful
If your idea of success is a 9-5 boxed in prison
But that's the thing about you.
You were capable of great things
We told you otherwise