Letras
You filled our head with shit to keep us down
Suppress our thoughts to keep us in this town
Never really cared about what we need
Just stab us, and tax us when we bleed
Treat us like your pawn
But hide your crown
Claim to keep us free
Still push us around
Paint your lies
A pretty red
Of the sick and tired
You pushed until death.
If you think your really something
YOUR JUST A COG IN THE FUCKING MACHINE.