Diorama - Stereotype

The scent of the wide world In concrete and glass Compels your amazement Until you're numb How long will you marvel Before you sign in? The gates are wide open And here you come You give yourself away For nothing You give yourself away For stereotype There's no call for help I won't come running Too late to recognize you They get you connected To dreams off the rack The choice between leader And copycat You may bask in rivers Of wine to blank out The tick of the time bomb Placed in your head You give yourself away For nothing You give yourself away For stereotype There's no call for help I won't come running Too late to recognize you You think this is the path to freedom A chance to leave A path to freedom It's not! It's not! You think this is the path to freedom A chance to leave A path to freedom It's not! It's not! Some go to take part Others just to witness how hard You try You try You try You try