I’m bearing the facts
You’ve got a soul and a heart of gold
But I’m turning this fight
On its head and I’m breaking the mould
I guess you’re leaving
The comfort of the easy life
On trial for treason
Pick sides and protect the line
You’ve got style
Well I’ve got faith
So wipe that smile
Off of your stupid face
Hunker down
In your bunker now
There’s hungry kids outside your golden town
We’re gona tear it down
We’re gona tear it down
I can’t breathe
I can’t breathe
Grit my teeth
Let me grieve
I can’t breath
Grit my teeth
Let me grieve
Now I’ve got no mouth but I must scream
You’ve taken the world and ripped at the seams
Pick the wrong side
False sense of pride
Breathe down my neck
Keep me in check
You’re the star of your own game show
I hope this don’t come to blows
Drink it down take your daily dose
It’s a crying shame
Only you to blame
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