Some defenses
render me restless
like a woman and her ways
to render me senseless
It's only a phase
it's only a flavor
the way that we behave
we're wreaking of failure
Height of a prime
a whole lot of suspicion
work your life away
because of superstition
Swollen with anger
with danger in the air
as debt to society
you get a career
Are you making a difference
are you part of the cause
are you doing your part
I hope you're breaking some laws
I hope you realize
that we're all victims
to the one percent
controlling the system
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