I'm free

paranoid git, your dream is peddling shit to the freaks
you don't give a fuck about the lies that are stuck in that beak
hittin' the sauce until you think you're a boss you're so cracked
i'll have a word on the street where there is nobody gettin yer back

how long you gonna sell illusion?
how long you gonna sell confusion?
you're gonna pay the piper man
you're the sole prisoner taken in the info wars

all in pieces, by the government signs
right under bleachers, and it opened my mind
in the valley, of the shadow of death
baby's waiting, babies holding her breath

how long you gonna sell illusion?
how long you gonna sell confusion?
you're gonna pay the piper man
go back to your prisoners, cos i'm free

people are strange, you get a gun to the brain when you're free
heaven is torn, i guess you gotta get born on the street
hittin' the sauce until you think you're a boss you're so cracked
i'll have a word on the street where there is nobody gettin yer back

how long you gonna sell illusion?
how long you gonna sell confusion?
you're gonna pay the piper man
go back to your prisoners, cos i'm free