I feel like I have no faith
In this country at all
The power struggle continues
For the political ball
It puts a number to my name
Disguising the pain
Through scapegoats
Leashed onto congress
The opiate for the masses
Waiting for our problems
To pass us
But here they stay
All the internal agencies
Continuously covering-up
The other cover-ups
Forever pulling the wool
Over the common mans eyes
With almost no word at all
The faithful few scream to the top
But most men have prices
And are easily bought
Like children
We play in the street
Awaiting to be grounded
No more freedom of speech
Now pick up your toys
No more bats and guns
Deploy the troops to you house
Their will be done
If we don't pave the way
It’s all taken away
The revolution again
But can we fight today
The public needs to stand up
And yell no more private
Rip congress apart
Till we find the constitution
Filter everything out
No more political pollution
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