WAKE UP
Theyâll tax the air youâre breathinâ
Turn your labor into chains.
Call it order, call it progress,
But itâs all the same old game.
They draw the lines between us,
Paint the neighbors as the threat.
Turn opinions into handcuffs,
Make the truth somethinâ you sweat.
A thousand rules and warnings,
Wrapped in safety, dressed in white.
Claiming itâs your duty
While they slowly end your life.
They pump out propaganda,
Talking heads recite their script.
Itâs fear that keeps us silent,
In its clutches we are gripped.
Itâs in the signatures and slogans,
And the lies we learn to speak.
Itâs a quiet kind of violence
That preys upon the weak.
The deception is so savvy,
You donât notice âtil itâs done.
And every time we look away,
Another freedomâs gone.
The screens never stop talking,
You canât hear your inner voice.
They donât need to take your freedom.
They offer you a choice.
Itâs just a pill, or a shot
That comes disguised as care.
The battlefield is subtle,
But the harm is everywhere.
We wonât have bullets in the street.
Surrender can be quiet.
The people die in silence
Cuz theyâre too afraid to fight.
Wake up, wake up
This is the final race.
They wonât need iron bars
If you lock yourself in place.
They donât need soldiers.
They donât 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
Weâll end it when we choose.
The moment we see clearly
And push away the fear
Thereâll be no more silence.
And no more need for tears.
WAKE UP