So quick to judge, so easily we forget
What it's like to be dissected
When feelings are tossed aside
Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go unanalyzed
Follwers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruption
That live their lives only to criticize
Where is the invisible line
That we must draw to create individual thought patterns
Prisoners of mental deception be free within singular judgment
Twisting words to cotrol masses
To cover up one's self insecurities
Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go unanalyzed
Follwers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruption
That live their lives only to criticize