Lend me a hand

The world is too big

Sometimes I wonder

If the world does not exist

Maybe we are all comical

in a cartoon sketch

none of us are alive

But we feel as if we are

You watch televison

As it watches you

It's a clever thing technology

Can you tell what is true

Are we alive

How do we feel

Are we numb or are we real

Are we listening

or do we obey

There's too much information

And not enugh truth

Corporations will guide you

They will tell its true

We are operated by robots

All they want is you

It's easier to submit

To the horseshit

That we're fed

Oh to be so young

Oh to be so naive

Technology has got us all

Thinking we must believe

How will it end

Truth is an imagination 

And lies are true

We have turned ourselves

looking for a clue

Oh to understand

Is theire anyone out there

That can give me hand

(C) JMN