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Totalitarian Tiptoe by Dustin

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Totalitarian Tiptoe by Dustin - Industrial Rock / Political Punk music cover art

Totalitarian Tiptoe

Industrial Rock / Political Punk

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Lyrics
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synth music
Hear the whisper in the statics, see the shadow on the wall
Jojo's writing prophecies, he was waiting for the fall
Got the mad left screaming, the insane right in a rage
Just two wings of a stupid bird, locked inside the same cage
Building walls around your mind while you're picking a side
Got nowhere left to run to, nowhere left to hide
It's the totalitarian tiptoe, a slow and steady creep
While the watchmen are distracted and the lions are asleep
They want the leash around your neck, the data in their state
My spirit's not for sale, I won't cooperate
Don't track me, I'm not your dog, get your hands off of me
I see the bars of your new world and I choose to be free
synth music
First the digital ID, they'll tell you it's for ease
Then the money's on a ledger to cure the cash disease
Programmable and measured with a social credit score
You can't buy bread this morning cause of what you said before
The printing press is humming, turning paper into dust
A Ponzi scheme for broken governments who shattered all our trust
It's the totalitarian tiptoe, a slow and steady creep
While the watchmen are distracted and the lions are asleep
They want the leash around your neck, the data in their state
My spirit's not for sale, I won't cooperate
Don't track me, I'm not your dog, get your hands off of me
I see the bars of your new world and I choose to be free
Agitated, broken, tired, overtaxed and underserved
The fire-breathing beast you built has lost its every nerve
It only serves its own reflection in a golden gilded hall
And whispers to the masses as it plans to take it all
You will own nothing and you'll be happy
It's the totalitarian tiptoe, a slow and steady creep
While the watchmen are distracted and the lions are asleep
They want the leash around your neck, the data in their state
My spirit's not for sale, I won't cooperate
Don't track me, I'm not your dog, get your hands off of me
I see the bars of your new world and I choose to be free
Keep the leash off me, the tiptoe
Don't track me, I'm not your dog
Keep the leash off me