Uniforms - SiNCH

Trained to follow, our lives are hollow

Straight and narrow, confined and shallow

Stop and take a look in the mirror that’s you my friend the uniform displays

your fears

When you don’t even agree with half the shit they say

Will you be a fucking sheep and follow suit anyway?

We hid behind our frames, why am I so strange

To wear our hearts on our sleeves

Try to undress your formalities and rip your souls from the silence within

yourself

Acknowledge we’re living in some seperate reality

Because the poison was implanted under your skin

Stop this is wrong, I have eyes, I can see, the image is burning me

Don’t trust the system that has raised you

Form infant souls to the pinnacles of society

We’re so proud of our tastes but the waste is what’s bringing me down

Stop this is wrong, I have eyes, I can see, the end in front of me

Cause there’s always something that manages to explain

There’s always something so let’s redirect the blame

When the words mean nothing they’re only getting in the way

I’m ashamed

And afraid to use our minds, paid to hide our eyes

Stop and take a look in the mirror

That’s you my friend the uniform confirms my fears

When you don’t even agree with half the shit they say

Will you be a fucking sheep and follow suit anyway?