Lyrics Peculate - Illusions of Choice

We brew the concoctions.
So pick your poison.
Toe the line
we draw for you.
Pick one.
They’re both lethal.
The only difference is the taste.
So pick your poison.
And enjoy the wait
between,
and the haste
you take,
you make,
for yourself,
behind the scenes.
Pick your party.
The catch is they’re both the same.
But pick your party.
Just play the game.

The illusion of choice.
The illusion of voice.

Pick your faction,
of the same basic party.
A or B?

Pick your party.
The catch is they’re both the same.
But pick your party.
Just play the game.

The illusion of choice.
The illusion of voice.

We choose the choice you think you have.
And your choice dictates your voice

“Express yourself” with the choice
we voiced
and the voice
we chose for you.