Mr. Anderson

I feel you lying to me Smith    
Like radio emissions that turn into earthquakes
That only I can perceive
Even with eyes closed I can clearly see
The ones and zeros of a corrupted code
You wonder why the bullets keep hitting you
Why you leap and you fall
Why you keep missing the call
You wonder why the bullets keep hitting you
Though by appearance it would seem you were the one
Naw son
I close my eyes and and clearly see you are a liar
And Zion belongs to no such men.