[INTRO: (Soundbite of a government spokesperson)] “Our state-of-the-art Freedom Centers ensure the safety and well-being of our guests. Through the power of immersive technology, they are free to experience the American dream… in stunning 4K resolution.” [VERSE 1: (Aggressive, rhythmic flow)] Wire fences, razor tops, concrete floors, no exit spots, Cattle-branded, barcoded, ain’t no way you’re getting off. Doors are locked, but who gives a fuck!? Plug you in and power up. See the sky? See the beach? Ain’t it nice? Ain’t it sweet? It’s all fake, but you don’t care, When the real world’s stripped and bare. [PRE-CHORUS: (Call and response, taunting)] Ain’t this great?! No need to escape! Freedom’s yours, just close your eyes, Reality’s a dirty lie! [CHORUS: (Fast, shouted, DK-style punk fury)] FREEDOM IN 4K! ;- (LOCKED IN A BOX!) DIGITAL DAYDREAMS! ;- (REAL WORLD ROTS!) DON’T NEED A CELL WHEN YOU’RE LOST IN A SCREEN! WHO NEEDS RIGHTS WHEN YOU’VE GOT A MACHINE?! [VERSE 2: (Building intensity)] Hologram moms wipe hologram tears, Hologram guards say “No more fears.” Can’t protest when you can’t feel, Can’t escape what ain’t real. No more riots, no more fights, Just dream a dream in perfect light. You were drowning, now you float, Choking on a digital rope. [PRE-CHORUS: (Mocking, gang vocals)] It’s so nice! Just close your eyes! No more questions, no more pain, Real chains the same as real chains! [CHORUS: (Harder, heavier, breakdown energy)] FREEDOM IN 4K! (LOCKED IN A BOX!) DIGITAL DAYDREAMS! (REAL WORLD ROTS!) DON’T NEED A CELL WHEN YOU’RE LOST IN A SCREEN! WHO NEEDS RIGHTS WHEN YOU’VE GOT A MACHINE?! [BRIDGE: (Slows down, eerie bass, spoken word over dissonant feedback)] Close your eyes, take the ride, Welcome home, no need to hide. Vote deleted, name erased, Here, my friend, you’ve been replaced. [VERSE 3: (Most unhinged part, full-speed punk chaos)] Dictator’s smiling, stock’s up high, Prison’s full, but no one cries. Cops are laughing, boots stay clean, Mass internment’s so mainstream. Journalists? Wiped away! Families? M.I.A.! Virtual bread, virtual chains, Real life flushed down the drain. [PRE-CHORUS: (Final time, pure rage, call-and-response)] Ain’t this fun?! Now shut up and run! FREEDOM IN 4K! (LOCKED IN A BOX!) [CHORUS: (Harder, heavier, breakdown energy)] FREEDOM IN 4K! (LOCKED IN A BOX!) DIGITAL DAYDREAMS! (REAL WORLD ROTS!) DON’T NEED A CELL WHEN YOU’RE LOST IN A SCREEN! WHO NEEDS RIGHTS WHEN YOU’VE GOT A MACHINE?! [OUTRO: (Tempo slows to eerie, quiet, static-infused VR voiceover)] “Welcome, guest, to the Freedom Experience. Please enjoy your stay. Your family misses you. Your government cares. Your life is meaningful.”
