When
you see them coming in form.
And
they say they do what's best for you.
Fighting
for one total control.
They
are planned and organized for you.
Breaking
their hold. Breaking their hold of control they strive.
To
keep you down, behind your back, the time has come, the end is near.
It's
when you sleep, so late at night, and in the light, getting prepared.
It's
not to help you, but help their cause, under one system, you wont exist.
They
are the few, with all the power,
our
system screams, we can't let them tear our hearts out.
Screaming,
pulling on our pride.
Stand
together for the right cause, one system to our demise.
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