Deprogrammed Testo

It's all this regret that seeps into my head.
Hear how it taunts me.
I need to be trained how to act and behave,
Please hold me down.
Welcome into my hollow world,
Welcome into this black room.
I feel like my thoughts are no longer my own.
A spokesman talks for me.
I lease out my days
For a minimum wage As the years slip by.
To speak the truth,
A point that's moot.
We're trapped by our desires,
Do what we're told.
Remote control, we're tricked into submission,
Slaves to a wage.
Paid to behave, erase yourself completely,
We're bought and sold.
Remote control, deprogram our desires,
Under an empty sky.
Dwell in hollow world,
Under an empty sky.
Await the end of our lives.