I don't care what side you're coming from
We are not marching to the same rebel drum
When I said no masters I meant none at all
You're just waiting for your master to call
I don't care about your good intentions
I've seen all your ideological actions
No political cult will ever convince me
That its better to live on my knees
Goodnight, bootlicker
We are not the same
Lights out, bootlicker
We are not the same
All political cults have the same roots
Crushing individuals under party boots
You just want to control everybody
Through the violence of your ideology
A statist no different than those you hate
You just exercise force in a different way
You can dress it up however you want
But you're still a fucking bootlicker to me