Condition Me

From the second that I'm born
To the minute that I'm dead
Your signs and messages
Are running through my head

Condition me
To worship you
To live the life
That you want me to
Sell my soul
To businesses
Dictate what my decision is

Tortured
Pushed to the wall
All i want is to see it fall
Lie to my face
And Corner me
Wipe off the mud so i can see

Condition me
Condition me
Condition me
But now I see

You lied to me
You made me think
That you wanted me
For who I was
And what I am
Now I see it's all a scam

Media
Creating me
A molded genome, I seem to be
Nothing more
Than circuitry
Through robot eyes, too blind to see

All the torture you put me through
What I was meant to be just manufactured by you
A thorn in my side since the day of my first breathe, but I will see your death

Condition me
Condition me
Condition me
But now I see