A never ending line leads to a government concession A collection of broken dreams and spiraling depression Green paper and silver coin have brought about a new obsession This currency-based worship drives us deep into recession Welcome to your nightmare Your Times worth judged in dollars They know youre not all there Trade in your freedom for collars The bill of rights is void now This couldn't have been their vision Freedom isn't always free Time to make a decision open mouths and empty hands Just waiting To be fed Sitting ducks waiting for aid, we're all as good as dead With every dollar that you spend you buy into the game To them we are all dollar signs They see us all the same You are a consumer A product of the system How dare you even question them You Better not resist them oppressive hands hover above the American population Bastardized machines, we're under constant observation Tables have turned,times have changed and much to their elation Secret prisons are resurrected all across the nation Control control control control They're Never satisfied with more it's time that we reverse the role The American dream has been thrown out the door It's time to end oppression Time to prove our worth We have a chance to make a change To save this Dying earth If we dont make stand now, we'll never get the chance open your mouth and speak your mind, lest this be our last dance Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com