Aint no room for us in your alternative nation
It seems youve had control for much too long
Your greed and your dishonesty only add to my frustration
Cant you see the powers that be
Dont give a fuck about you and me
Somebody better say this cause there aint nobody trying to save us
Just enslave us and leave us hanging on a rope that they just gave us
Victim of your mistrust
You, your dance, your stupid cash advance
No, Im not a vctim of circumstance
Not gonna leave my life to chance
Rape the harts of us, the artists
You reap the benefits.
Your pockets, they get fat
While our souls bleed
Youre getting away with murder
"Son, you failed to read the fine print"
Label whores like festering sores
Keep coming back, they got a deal for you
No its not just good enough to hate this
Cause we all know the ones in charge
Are all so shameless
And wasted energy on the hate defeats our purpose
Victim of your mistrust
You, you take, our livelihood at stake
And aint no fake gonna steal my cake
Our spirits much tough to break
Victims of your mistrust
Need to stop and read between those lines
Behind that smile the greed still shows in their eyes
Thats part of their disguise
Dont believe the lies
The more I learn about your game
The less I wish to be involved with you another day
Just where do we fit in
It looks like well never win
And with the next big trend, the cycle starts again
Dont let them turn you round and fall out of trust
You got to take control, dont let them have
Theyve got to work for us
Dont let them forget, Theyve got to earn the thrust
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