[Whispered:] “Look around you…” [Pause.] “How much of your life… is actually yours?” [VERSE 1] They control the food, They control the grain, They control the fields, They control the rain. They control the water, They control the tap, They control the system, They control the map. They tell you what is healthy, They tell you what is clean, They tell you what to swallow, They tell you what to see. They tell you what to buy, They tell you what to choose, And somewhere down the line, Somebody controls the rules. [PRE-CHORUS] Maybe I’m paranoid, Maybe I’m seeing ghosts, Maybe every little choice Isn’t really mine to choose. Maybe I’m imagining The strings above my head, But every time I question it, Another voice says— “Don’t worry.” [CHORUS] [Huge drums and bass.] They control the food, They control the water, They control the words That come across the border. They control the screen, They control the feed, They control the things They say we’re gonna need. They control the money, They control the price, And every little freedom Comes with a fucking price. [POST-CHORUS] [Chopped vocal:] “They control…” “They control…” “They control…” [STATIC.] [VERSE 2] They control the fuel, They control the drive, They control the cost Of keeping us alive. They control the heating, They control the light, Turn the price up higher, Then they tell us it’s alright. Cost of living rising, Paycheques standing still, Working just to survive While somebody counts the bill. They call it economics, They call it market forces, But when the numbers change, You can feel it in your pockets. [CHORUS] They control the food, They control the water, They control the fuel, They control the power. They control the screen, They control the feed, They control the information That they say we need. [VERSE 3] They control the internet, They control the wires, They control the platforms, They control the fires. They control the algorithm, They decide what gets seen, Bury one opinion, Amplify the scream. They tell you what is dangerous, They tell you what is true, They tell you what you’re allowed To say and what to do. Every click and every search, Every footprint left behind, How much of what you see Was chosen for your mind? [BREAKDOWN] [Everything drops to sub-bass and ticking percussion.] [Spoken:] “They control the food.” [Beat.] “They control the water.” [Beat.] “They control the fuel.” [Beat.] “They control the internet.” [Beat.] “They control the information.” [Long pause.] “If they control the conversation…” “Can they control what you think?” [Silence.] [VERSE 4] They control the weather— Or that’s what some will say. Clouds above the city, Moving underneath the grey. I don’t claim to know it, I don’t claim to know why, But when somebody says “Don’t ask questions”— That’s when I ask why. They control the farming, The energy and trade, The things we depend upon, The choices that are made. From the soil beneath our feet To the phone inside our hand, How much of modern living Was somebody else’s plan? [BRIDGE] [Slowly building.] Maybe there is no master, Maybe there is no scheme, Maybe we’re connecting dots That don’t belong in the same scene. But power likes control, And money likes control, And history has shown us Power doesn’t like to let go. So I’ll keep asking questions, Not because I know the truth, But because the right to question Is something they can’t remove. [FINAL BUILD] [Increasing bass pressure. Vocal repetitions stack and distort.] “They control the food!” “They control the water!” “They control the fuel!” “They control the money!” “They control the internet!” “They control the information!” “They control what we’re watching!” “They control what we’re saying!” “They control the—” [Everything cuts.] [Silence.] [Whisper:] “But they don’t control this.” [Beat.] “My mind.” [FINAL CHORUS] [Everything returns at maximum intensity.] They can control the system, They can control the game, They can put another number Beside another name. They can fill the screens, They can flood the air, They can tell me what to think, But they can’t make me care. I’ll keep asking questions, I’ll keep looking through the lies, I’ll keep searching for the truth With my own two eyes. [OUTRO] 
