Lyrics
[verse]
Turn the channel, same old lie
Painted flags and painted sky
Feeding fear through a plastic screen
Selling panic like a soda machine
I don't want the script they wrote
I don't want the party vote
[chorus]
I won't be the puppet on your string
I won't clap for anything
Wide awake in a sleepwalking nation
Screaming past the medication
Call me whatever name you choose
I still see through the evening news
[verse]
Billboards preaching, sirens ring
Everybody scared of everything
They want a nation raised on dread
Marching numb with a hollow head
But I'm not buying what you sell
I've seen behind the pretty shell
[chorus]
I won't be the puppet on your string
I won't clap for anything
Wide awake in a sleepwalking nation
Screaming past the medication
Call me whatever name you choose
I still see through the evening news
[bridge]
Maybe the loudest room is wrong
Maybe silence hides the song
I'd rather stand here on my own
Than kneel to a hollow throne
[chorus]
I won't be the puppet on your string
I won't clap for anything
Wide awake in a sleepwalking nation
Screaming past the medication
Call me whatever name you choose
I still see through the evening news
