Subway Conspiracy

Verse: I've been slicing cold cuts for seven years straight But something's not right behind corporate's gate Why's the meat pre-portioned in those vacuum packs? And why do managers whisper when they check the stacks? I measured every sandwich, they're eleven inches long They call it a footlong but the math is wrong! That's fraud or something deeper, I can smell the lie While I'm spreading mayo, asking myself WHY Pre-Chorus: The lettuce is too green, the tomatoes too red There's microchips in the meatballs, that's what I said! I'm connecting all the dots while I toast your sub This isn't just a sandwich shop—it's a shadowy club! Chorus: THEY TELL YOU TO EAT FRESH BUT WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? There's secrets in the ovens and the veggie machine! I'm making your Italian while I'm losing my mind The truth about Subway is so hard to find! EAT FRESH, THEY SAY, BUT I'VE SEEN TOO MUCH The cookie dough is surveillance, I can feel their touch! I'm just a sandwich artist with a tinfoil crown Trying to expose Subway before they shut me down! Verse: Remember Jared? Yeah, that guy's a whole case study Ate subs every day, lost weight—seemed kinda nutty But WHAT IF he was programmed by the bread formulation? A walking advertisement for sandwich nation! They retired him real quick when the truth got hot But I think that was part of the master plot! Distraction from the REAL scheme happening in the back Where they're baking mind-control into every six-inch snack! Pre-Chorus: Why does every store smell EXACTLY the same? It's pheromone deployment! This is not a game! The BMT stands for "Brainwash Manipulation Technology" I figured it out while prepping your provolone cheese! Chorus: THEY TELL YOU TO EAT FRESH BUT WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? There's secrets in the ovens and the veggie machine! I'm making your Italian while I'm losing my mind The truth about Subway is so hard to find! EAT FRESH, THEY SAY, BUT I'VE SEEN TOO MUCH The cookie dough is surveillance, I can feel their touch! I'm just a sandwich artist with a tinfoil crown Trying to expose Subway before they shut me down! Verse: The franchise model? That's a recruitment scheme! Every owner's in too deep to hear the workers scream! Why do we have footlong clubs on every single block? Strategic positioning! Like a militarized flock! I asked about ingredients, they said "proprietary blend" That's code for "chemicals we cannot comprehend"! And don't get me started on the sweet onion sauce That's liquid obedience! I'm the only one who's not lost! Bridge: I tried to tell my manager but she just smiled Said "Take a break, you've been working too wild" But breaks are when they program the staff in the back room! I've been holding my breath since I left the bathroom! The napkins have barcodes! The straws are too straight! The pickles are listening! It's already too late! But I won't stop searching while I'm wrapping your sub The truth is in the toaster—THIS IS BIGGER THAN A CLUB! Pre-Chorus: Five dollar footlongs were never about the deal It's mass market hypnosis—WAKE UP, THIS IS REAL! I'm drowning in conspiracy while I cut your bread They're watching through the cameras—there's one above my head! Chorus: THEY TELL YOU TO EAT FRESH BUT WHAT DOES THAT MEAN? There's secrets in the ovens and the veggie machine! I'm making your Italian while I'm losing my mind The truth about Subway is so hard to find! EAT FRESH, THEY SAY, BUT I'VE SEEN TOO MUCH The cookie dough is surveillance, I can feel their touch! I'm just a sandwich artist with a tinfoil crown Trying to expose Subway before they shut me down! Verse: I started mapping every store across the continental states Connect the dots—it makes a PENTAGRAM OF FATE! The herbs and spices? Ancient ritual components! And why's there ALWAYS a Subway in the weirdest moments? Airport terminals, gas stations, hospitals too They're EVERYWHERE you go—don't you find that askew? I'm talking global domination through processed meat One teriyaki chicken sub at a time, discrete! Verse: Last night I dreamed in green and yellow corporate colors Woke up screaming "EXTRA CHEESE" amongst the covers! My girlfriend left me, said I've "changed, gone insane" But she eats at Subway—SHE'S ALREADY IN THEIR CHAIN! I've been documenting everything in my journal at night The oil patterns on the bread, the way they catch the light! They're trying to silence me with "Employee of the Month" But I won't be distracted—I'M GETTING TO THE CRUX! Outro: Your order's ready, that'll be $8.59 But the REAL price is your freedom—can't you read the signs? I wrapped your sub in paper lined with QR codes unknown Subway's not a sandwich shop... IT'S A FULL-BLOWN SYNDICATE ZONE ...Eat fresh... if you dare... THE TRUTH IS IN THE BREAD THEY MAKE YOU SHARE...