Lunatic Factory

Tryin' to understand
What do they expect from me?
To feel better?
Or do they want to spy on me?
Yes I’m sick
Take care of me !
I eat the pills
They bring to me
I am a bit paranoid
«It's all in your mind» says the doctor
But I don’t feel so good yet
Just a product of the factory
When I look at the world
I think I’m similar
Deranged, seranged, deranged, why?
Too much pollution, too many political lies
Not enough food for everybody, too many fanatics
I spend my days in my dreams
I’m waiting for you to wake up
I am a bit pessimistic
Not so severe say humans
But I feel treated so badly
Just a victim of the factory