November 30

WAKE UP

They’ll tax the air you’re breathin’

Turn your labor into chains.

Call it order, call it progress,

But it’s all the same old game.

They draw the lines between us,

Paint the neighbors as the threat.

Turn opinions into handcuffs,

Make the truth somethin’ you sweat.

A thousand rules and warnings,

Wrapped in safety, dressed in white.

Claiming it’s your duty

While they slowly end your life.

They pump out propaganda,

Talking heads recite their script.

It’s fear that keeps us silent,

In its clutches we are gripped.

It’s in the signatures and slogans,

And the lies we learn to speak.

It’s a quiet kind of violence

That preys upon the weak.

The deception is so savvy,

You don’t notice ’til it’s done.

And every time we look away,

Another freedom’s gone.

The screens never stop talking,

You can’t hear your inner voice.

They don’t need to take your freedom.

They offer you a choice.

It’s just a pill, or a shot

That comes disguised as care.

The battlefield is subtle,

But the harm is everywhere.

We won’t have bullets in the street.

Surrender can be quiet.

The people die in silence

Cuz they’re too afraid to fight.

Wake up, wake up

This is the final race.

They won’t need iron bars

If you lock yourself in place.

They don’t need soldiers.

They don’t need guns.

Just a system built to break you

Til you think the fight is done.

Stand up, speak up

Before the truth is banned.

A prison built of silence

Is one that never ends.

A whisper can be thunder

When a million hearts refuse.

This democide is pure evil

We’ll end it when we choose.

The moment we see clearly

And push away the fear

There’ll be no more silence.

And no more need for tears.

WAKE UP


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