Edicts issued from inside the citadel and
Codes of conduct for all personnel
Accepting those who march in the regime and
I'm exiled for possession of illegal dreams
A vote is taken to decide what's true
It's final results are on the evening news
Instructions for what is bought and what is sold
Accept them I don't want to be out in the cold
Don't you feel inside
It's so cramped and tight
Of course you must be wrong
And everybody's right
Hard eyes burn a hole into your face that spells out
Fashion run so fast to stay in place or maybe
Fission with commandments to embrace my own
Destruction and I'm gone without a trace
Searching out a sea I see the shore there is a
Signpost and a price tag on the door with no
Admittance I'll eat the gore and drink the bile I'll get
Acceptance it makes life so worth while
Acceptance
Acceptance