The loudest in the room are now rewarded
The academics gone into hiding
They can't control their students or the thought police
The new newspeak, Orwellian dream

Debate is now controlled, short trials and shaming
Immediate feelings over future
The solitary fighter simply being right
Pick a tribe boy, scripted side

Peace of mind in a picture from afar
Like a satellite
Like a satellite
Worlds apart from a natural bazaar
Like a satellite
Like a satellite

And I say run
Division has won
And I say hate
The death of debate
And I say love
A center to none
I’ve heard enough
I know how to run
The loudest in the theatre are noted
Rewarded for their insincerity
Subconscious expressions of futility
Merely satire, parody

And I say run
Division has won
And I say hate
The death of debate
And I say love
A center to none
I've seen enough
I know how to run

Peace of mind in a picture from afar
Like a satellite
Lit by candlelight
Worlds apart from a natural bazaar
Like a satellite
Like a satellite
Expertise derived from a single reed
Feelings viewed as facts, every word believed
Legislating language and identity
Confining freedom of thought
Freedom to be
And I say run
I hear hate
I miss love
I've had enough
I know how to run