Gridlocked Verse 1: They gave you wires, called it choice Every outlet feeds one voice Said, “You’ve got options, don’t complain” But every switch loops back the same The grid was built to look like freedom But it’s a leash dressed up in rhythm A contract signed in monthly dues Where they decide how much you lose Pre-Chorus: “Don’t disconnect, don’t cut the cord That’s dangerous... unless it’s ours” Chorus: You’re gridlocked, boxed in gleam Sold a future built on steam They promise current, bleed you dry Make you beg, then ask you why This ain't a net - it’s a cage Spun with wire, debt, and rage Verse 2: Smart meter’s watching every spark Sells your data in the dark You generate? That’s fine, they’ll buy For pennies while they mark the sky You thought the grid was just the lights But it’s a map of hidden rights And when you say you want to leave They cut your air, your home, your weave Pre-Chorus 2: “Freedom’s fine… if we approve Otherwise, we’ll make you move.” Chorus: You’re gridlocked, tracked in place Even off-grid leaves a trace Barbed wire humming through the walls False escape in echo halls This ain't choice - it’s the script And you’re cast as power’s crypt Bridge: “Off-grid? Non-compliant? Unauthorized infrastructure? Expect inspection.” Outro: You thought you bought your right to live But every wire was a sieve You gave and gave Still they own The very path your feet walk home.

The War for Your Mind [Verse 1] You didn’t see the armies, you never heard the drums, But the war came through your windows and the battle’s just begun. It’s not a fight for land, it’s not a fight for gold, It’s a war for your perception - for the stories you are told. They don’t need a soldier when they’ve got a screen, They don’t need a bullet when they plant a seed. You march to their rhythm, you speak their lines, And you never even notice the chains on your mind. [Chorus] Oh, the war for your mind - it’s a silent attack, Every headline’s a weapon, every word’s a trap. They shape what you fear, they decide what you’ll find, And you fight for their cause when you’re fighting blind. [Verse 2] It’s disinformation, it’s the spin of the day, They rewrite the past and reshape what you say. It’s the panic they sell, it’s the anger they breed, And the more that you hate, the more they succeed. It’s the war of distraction, the fight for your gaze, They keep you divided while they set the stage. When the truth’s a casualty and doubt’s in command, You’re a soldier in a war you don’t understand. [Chorus] Oh, the war for your mind - it’s a silent attack, Every headline’s a weapon, every word’s a trap. They shape what you fear, they decide what you’ll find, And you fight for their cause when you’re fighting blind. [Bridge] It’s the games they play, the lines they blur, When the loudest voice is the one you prefer. It’s the fear you trust, the lies you defend, And the friends you lose for the fight they spin. [Breakdown - Haunting, Spoken Word Over Dark Beats] "When reality’s a weapon, when facts are for sale, When the noise is the signal and the truth’s in jail… When every click’s a bullet and every post’s a mine… Welcome to the battlefield — the war for your mind." [Final Chorus - Big and Explosive] Oh, the war for your mind - it’s a silent attack, Every headline’s a weapon, every word’s a trap. They shape what you fear, they decide what you’ll find, And you fight for their cause when you’re fighting blind. [Outro - Soft and Eerie] So take a step back… see the strings they pull… In a war for your mind… staying calm’s a revolt…

By Order of the Nutritional Authority [Verse 1] “This property is non-compliant,” reads the sign nailed to my gate. “Unauthorized varietals,” they say the heirlooms won’t be safe. The beans I saved from Grandmother's time now "pose a risk to regulated supply." They bring their drones, their plastic guards but still, my soil remembers why. [Chorus] By order of the Nutritional Authority, the gardens must be razed. By order of the Economic Stability Act, we eat what’s been appraised. Don’t trade your seeds, don’t dry your herbs, don’t plant without the code. They say they’re keeping us healthy but they’re paving over gold. [Verse 2] “Decentralized growing presents a hazard,” they said on Channel Five. “They might spread invasive thinking -” God forbid we try to thrive. My compost’s now a crime scene, my chickens under surveillance. But a child found a peach pit and buried it in defiance. [Bridge] They patented the weather, they trademarked the rain, filed forms against the farmers who still knew the old grain. But roots don’t read their briefings, and weeds ignore decree I saw basil in a billboard crack saying, “You’ll never finish me.” [Chorus] By order of the Nutritional Authority, we’re meant to trust the plan. But the strawberries know better they grew right through the ban. So scatter your seeds at midnight, let the dandelions show. They can’t audit what’s in the wind or chain what dares to grow. [Outro - softly] So if your law says “not permitted,” and if your soil says “plant anyway,” remember: They regulate the surface but the roots, we’ll hide them far away.