Same Old

I believe I lost connection Everything has become obsession Do you know the right direction I need to find a new dimension It's the same old, same old I believe there is no perception Of the hidden real oppression It's like a state of intoxication An anaesthetic to emancipation It's the same old, same old It's the same old, same old Behind the words of indoctrination It's the virus of my generation It's like a state of intoxication An anaesthetic to emancipation It's the same old, same old It's the same old, same old I believe I lost connection Everything has become obsession