Caught inna rut Now will i break out? Each and every day I wanna scream and shout Gotta get ahead of the company man In the quicksand of the corporate plan Well i don't understand why i stand in line? Every way i turn there's a big brand sign It's gonna make up for what i lack But a ball and chain don't take up the slack I do what i'm sold, i go where i'm told I'm never gonna make up my mind on my own Feelings come and feelings go But I still trust in my logo Branded What is my name? Check out the label We are the game I'm sick and tired and i feel run down Walls are closing in with thier lifestyle Hijacked culture's what they push Sponsored bands and gigs ambushed Now they're calling it their own So what the fuck are we working for? A culture lost but at what cost? A limited offer and it's a must Show it to me Give it to me Whatcha got? Whatcha got? C'mon c'mon c'mon