| Listen, we won’t give up on our freedom
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| Even as we’re beaten to submission
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| Even as they want achievements on their terms
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| Rulings to be followed to the letter
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| What a joke, it’s to chaotic
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| There’s no control
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| It’s so chaotic
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| We reject their law
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| They’ve paid for these things before
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| And still nothing’s different
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| They’ve paid for these things before
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| And still nothing’s different
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| Pity we don’t qualify as equal
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| Pity we’re not worthy of the same rights
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| Even as humiliation keeps us down
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| Honor makes us want a better life
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| What a joke, it’s so chaotic
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| There’s no control
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| It’s so chaotic
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| We reject their law
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| They’ve paid for these things before
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| And still nothing’s different
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| They’ve paid for these things before
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| Nothing’s different, not at all
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| We’re desperate and lost, helpless
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| And they want respect from us, helpless
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| As we’re kept in check, helpless
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| We’re kept in a living death, helpless |