Cold War Telescreen Lyrics - The Used

Why postulate? 

My eyes are closed 

Malnourished, made 

My bag is swole 

Let it happen to me? 

I think I'd know 

Fast to the telescreen reload 

Bade my last attempt to trust the profile metaphor 

When I realize that I forgot my name again 

Handcuffs feed the aegis of control 

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Crawling nematode 

Many hooks in me, no more 

First I wasn't the same me 

Stuck in a gaze 

Side-stepping away 

They put us to bed* 

The lights in their faces 

You never 

You never 

You never 

You never 

Insatiate 

I'm never full 

I might throw up 

So I can eat some more 

Oh what a brave new world 

Device controlled 

The telescreen reloads 

Photos 

Bade my last attempt to trust the profile metaphor 

And I know that I will never take a breath again 

Handcuffs feed the aegis of control 

Crawling nematode 

Many hooks in me, no more 

First I wasn't the same me 

Stuck in a gaze 

Side-stepping away 

They put us to bed 

The lights in their faces 

You never 

You never 

You never 

You never 

Oh what a brave new world 

Device controlled 

What a brave new world 

Crawling nematode 

Many hooks in me, no more 

First I wasn't the same me 

Stuck in a gaze 

Side-stepping away 

They put us to bed 

Crawling nematode 

Many hooks in me, no more 

First I wasn't the same me 

Stuck in a gaze 

Side-stepping away 

They put us to bed 

The lights in their faces 

You never 

You never 

You never 

You never