Black Box from Survived By by OBCT

Going all in, the brass knuckle violins
obsessed with the statistical analysis
man hammer, meat eater
bleeding through your bandages
why'd you bind my eyes?
can't sympathize when the lights are blinding
confess all, sodium pentothal
an IV a toxic cocktail
enters the bloodstream
behold the tallies I've scratched
in every nook and cranny
residency, obediency
reciting what's been told to me...

purged from the official record
classified concussion
they applied the abrasion
you need to remember

who stands behind the interrogator
some shadowy figure who aims to sever my mind
does he really hear me?
can he really have soul?
lost into the filing system
I'm just another redacted memo
a droning report rendered illegible
by indelible ink page after page
not so much of anything
save for the occasional technical heading
reminding me...

it's a straight jacket with a spot for one occupant
in a black box provided by some government
residency, obediency
reciting what's been told to me...

better living through chemistry
has birthed a cancer inside of me
radio frequency dentistry
a boon for the tracking chip industry

• Alternative
• Industrial Metal
• advanced interrogation
• electronica
• electropunk
• obct
• punk
• sodium pentothol
• war on terror
• Minneapolis