Can't you see the chemtrails in the sky?
Can't you taste the poison in your water supply?
Can't you see the camera in your television?
Can't you feel the back of your neck, it's a microchip incision
That's not a phone that's a tracking device
That's a UFO that's not helicopter lights
Déjà vu? No it's mind Control
You think that's a hurricane
It's a wind machine at the north pole
That is not so?
Prove to me that they know something I don't know
They don't know that i know they know it
Everybody's in on it but no-one's going to show it
Hate to tell you mate your whole life's a fraud
Your probably in the matrix or being tested by god
Or your whole life is just a tv show
There's no way to know
Believe the bus is moving?
Their just changing the set
Believe your wife is working late?
I would probably get checked
Cos don't come to me when you think that you know
Until you wake up your in a coma
But I'm not paranoid I'm just well prepared
When that missile's on it's way I won't be scared
When i hear that siren ringing I won't be looting
i'll be at my window singing
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
I told you so
credits
from Paperhouse,
released October 31, 2018
Personnel:
Michael McGlone - Vocals and Guitar
Credits
Recorded at Wormwood Society Studios
Music and Lyrics: Michael McGlone
Recorded and Mixed by Sean Pullan and Duncan Steele
A truly original blend of haunting electronics and gothic drama mirroring the complex and unknowable nature of human emotions. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 30, 2023