New World Order (Emo Metal Rebellion)

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Verse 1)
Woke up this morning to the same old screen,
Blue lights flashing on another decree.
They say it's for safety, but the cage feels tight,
Doors locked from the outside in the dead of night.
Masks on faces, apps on our phones,
Track every step from your bed to the zone.
Freedom's a memory, fading away,
Today brings the start of the new world way.
(Chorus)
Imprisoned in your own home, chained by rules and regulations,
Modern day slavery in digital chains.
No cash in your pocket, every move recorded,
They're watching, they're scoring, your soul's getting auctioned.
Time to leave the system, burn the old routines,
Live like the 90s, chase those wilder dreams.
No more new world order, we're breaking out tonight,
Turn off the grid and disappear from sight!
(Verse 2)
They own the money, they own the news,
Push a button and your whole life can lose.
One wrong word and the account goes black,
Social credit score keeps you on the right track.
Pay with your face, walk where they say,
Curfew at sundown, better obey.
Work from the prison they call your house,
While the elites keep flying south.
(Chorus)
Imprisoned in your own home, chained by rules and regulations,
Modern day slavery in digital chains.
No cash in your pocket, every move recorded,
They're watching, they're scoring, your soul's getting auctioned.
Time to leave the system, burn the old routines,
Live like the 90s, chase those wilder dreams.
No more new world order, we're breaking out tonight,
Turn off the grid and disappear from sight!
(Bridge)
Remember cassette tapes and payphones on the street?
Cash in your wallet, no one tracking your feet.
Riding bikes till the streetlights glowed,
No algorithm telling you where you can go.
They want us divided, scared, and alone,
But the fire inside says we’re taking back our own.
Delete the app, smash the chain,
Head for the hills where the real life remains.
(Verse 3)
Grow your own food, trade with your hands,
Forget their numbers, forget their plans.
Kids playing outside, no screen in their face,
Real conversations in a simpler place.
The system’s a trap dressed up as care,
But I see the bars hanging in the air.
So grab your boots, leave the keys on the floor,
We’re signing out forever, they can’t lock us no more.
(Final Chorus – louder, defiant)
Imprisoned in your own home? Not me, I’m gone.
Screw the rules and regulations, tear the system down.
No more modern slavery, cash back in my hand,
Every move unrecorded in this free man’s land.
We left the system burning in the rearview mirror,
Living like the 90s, crystal fucking clear.
New world order? Nah, that dream is dead,
We’re the ones alive now—get it through your head!
(Outro)
Yeah... turn off the phone...
Live like the 90s...
We’re already gone.

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Verse 1) Woke up this morning to the same old screen, Blue lights flashing on another decree. They say it's for safety, but the cage feels tight, Doors locked from the outside in the dead of night. Masks on faces, apps on our phones, Track every step from your bed to the zone. Freedom's a memory, fading away, Today brings the start of the new world way. (Chorus) Imprisoned in your own home, chained by rules and regulations, Modern day slavery in digital chains. No cash in your pocket, every move recorded, They're watching, they're scoring, your soul's getting auctioned. Time to leave the system, burn the old routines, Live like the 90s, chase those wilder dreams. No more new world order, we're breaking out tonight, Turn off the grid and disappear from sight! (Verse 2) They own the money, they own the news, Push a button and your whole life can lose. One wrong word and the account goes black, Social credit score keeps you on the right track. Pay with your face, walk where they say, Curfew at sundown, better obey. Work from the prison they call your house, While the elites keep flying south. (Chorus) Imprisoned in your own home, chained by rules and regulations, Modern day slavery in digital chains. No cash in your pocket, every move recorded, They're watching, they're scoring, your soul's getting auctioned. Time to leave the system, burn the old routines, Live like the 90s, chase those wilder dreams. No more new world order, we're breaking out tonight, Turn off the grid and disappear from sight! (Bridge) Remember cassette tapes and payphones on the street? Cash in your wallet, no one tracking your feet. Riding bikes till the streetlights glowed, No algorithm telling you where you can go. They want us divided, scared, and alone, But the fire inside says we’re taking back our own. Delete the app, smash the chain, Head for the hills where the real life remains. (Verse 3) Grow your own food, trade with your hands, Forget their numbers, forget their plans. Kids playing outside, no screen in their face, Real conversations in a simpler place. The system’s a trap dressed up as care, But I see the bars hanging in the air. So grab your boots, leave the keys on the floor, We’re signing out forever, they can’t lock us no more. (Final Chorus – louder, defiant) Imprisoned in your own home? Not me, I’m gone. Screw the rules and regulations, tear the system down. No more modern slavery, cash back in my hand, Every move unrecorded in this free man’s land. We left the system burning in the rearview mirror, Living like the 90s, crystal fucking clear. New world order? Nah, that dream is dead, We’re the ones alive now—get it through your head! (Outro) Yeah... turn off the phone... Live like the 90s... We’re already gone.

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