We are our own Big Brother, a mystical figure watching
Not from above or on the telescreen, but right in front of your face, looking you in the eyes your whole life,
Listening to the lies you are given until one day,
You learn to either love or rebel against what rules you and you, in the end, rule yourself
Do you realize that the past starting from yesterday, has actually been abolished?
After the thing is done, no evidence ever remains.
The only evidence is inside my own mind.
I understand how, I do not understand why
Stated that
In the end the Party would announce that two and two made five
But the fittest will know;
Freedom is the freedom to say that two plus two make four
We will find ourselves in the Ministry of Love
I understand how, I do not understand why
When you've found your control of the mind
The rats in a cage will become your next find.
The Party will engrave that two and two make five.
Do you realize that the past starting from yesterday, has actually been abolished?
After the thing is done, no evidence ever remains.
The only evidence is inside your own mind.
I understand how, I do not understand why
credits
from Collage,
released December 24, 2021
Pascarelli - guitar
Garcia - drums
Volleberg - vocals, songwriting
Lucas - bass
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