Vox Populi

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Freedom of speech does not equate To freedom of action from consequence We should be busy building bridges Instead of burning them down and then jumping the fence The greenest grass and the cleanest track We're calling you out; we're pulling back the mask Where science fiction meets social fact It's echoing out; reverberating back [Chorus] The fiction that you live within Is a façade and a lie Dogwhistle pleas that you're "being oppressеd" But the silver spoon digs a great dividе Hard to believe that you're the victim When you sleep on a bed of gold You can buy the vox populi But the virtues cannot be bought nor sold The word of the people is the word of the God And it doesn't matter if it's true or not The word of the people is the word of the God And it doesn't matter if it's true or not [Bridge] Welcome to the land of curated virtue Where everyone's shown the most extreme of views As long as it continues to please our sponsors We can all eat from the frozen fruit [Verse 2] It's so easy to believe in magic Except in the form of self expression You'll deny what's in front of your eyes You may have wrote the book, but never learned the lesson Conjecture and hearsay, outrageous opinion The highest of horses, the tallest of towers Losing the sight of the reason you fight And such is the power of the algorithm [Chorus] The fiction that you live within Is a façade and a lie Dogwhistle pleas that you're "being oppressed" But the silver spoon digs a great divide Hard to believe that you're the victim When you sleep on a bed of gold You can buy the vox populi But the virtues cannot be bought nor sold The word of the people is the word of the god And it doesn't matter if it's true or not The word of the people is the word of the god And it doesn't matter if it's true or not [Break] The word of the people is the word of the god And it doesn't matter if it's true or not The word of the people is the word of the god And it doesn't matter if it's true or not [Chorus] The fiction that you live within Is a façade and a lie Dogwhistle pleas that you're "being oppressed" But the silver spoon digs a great divide Hard to believe that you're the victim When you sleep on a bed of gold You can buy the vox populi But the virtues cannot be bought nor sold The word of the people is the word of the god And it doesn't matter if it's true or not The word of the people is the word of the god