Even in a simple exchange I can tell
Whether or not you swallowed those propaganda pills 
The steady overdose that we've stomached since our birth
That makes us content with our simple and obedient existence 
Breathe this in and let this dose be of reality
To the world as you were [bad word] meant to perceive it
Infinite shades of reason and [bad word] 
Of fulfillment and identity, of vices and virtues
Let the curtains close across the stage you've known
And the spotlight fade for the chance to see
What resonates within your very core
Will light the stage that you were meant to perform 
Allow yourself this moment to move freely
The walls will [bad word] from around you
What echoes now will be from within 
So believe in what it is that you hear 
Let the curtains close across the stage you've known
And the spotlight fade for the chance to see
What resonates within your very core
Will light the stage that you were meant to perform

/ [bad word]