| War with an enemy we can’t reach
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| So we turn our rage to the man on the street
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| No profit in unity
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| Our silence no longer speaks
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| Face it
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| You know you’re never gonna change it
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| From subliminal to blatant
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| Keeping you complacent or terrified
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| Fake it
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| I’d do anything to make it
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| All alone upon my throne it’s so close I can taste it
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| Push in and split the skin
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| Give in to sin
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| Obey
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| You should know by now
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| You can’t hold me down
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| Better watch your mouth
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| Or I’ll knock you out
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| Obey
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| You should know by now
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| We stand our ground
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| Better watch your mouth
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| One slip and they’ll snuff you out
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| You’re the first and last word
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| Who’s first and who’s third?
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| You took all their worth and the worst is unheard of
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| The puppets narrate the word of the day
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| They’re talking in circles, I need to think straight
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| So I followed the water up stream
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| And now I can’t hear myself think
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| The river moans the oceans woes, it never sleeps
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| Obey
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| You should know by now
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| You can’t hold me down
|
| Better watch your mouth
|
| Or I’ll knock you out
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| Obey
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| You should know by now
|
| We stand our ground
|
| Better watch your mouth
|
| One slip and they’ll snuff you out
|
| War with an enemy we can’t reach
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| So we turn our rage to the man on the street
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| We wait for compassion to overcome self interest
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| Far too patiently
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| We’re still slaves to a media driven binary
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| Because those that know know there’s no profit in unity
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| Our silence no longer speaks
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| Silence
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| Is golden
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| To those
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| Who control it
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| Obey
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| You should know by now
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| You can’t hold me down
|
| Better watch your mouth
|
| Or I’ll knock you out
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| Obey
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| You should know by now
|
| We stand our ground
|
| Better watch your mouth
|
| One slip and they’ll snuff you out |