Let us raise these protest signs
In hopes to end this fight
A fight for a lifetime
Can happen in one dark f*cking night
Brutality waves crashing over our homes
In the streets, Tyranny has taken control
When will this atrocity
Begin to take its toll?
My body's burning and theres nothing I can do
Inflamed upon concrete as the encanted protests drift through
And the bodies stack, While their signs fall flat, Protest
Lay down your guns and sing the protest song
The bloody red drips from your flag to support your nations "truth"
Your f*cking soldiers and brainwashed pawns waiting for their tombs
The Bulletshells falling to the ground
Is the sound of the peace that was never found
so hold those protest signs
as high as the f*cking clouds
Protest
Oppress
Suggest
No Less
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Let us raise these protest signs
In hopes to end this fight
A fight for a lifetime
Can happen in one dark f*cking night
Brutality waves crashing over our homes
In the streets, Tyranny has taken control
When will this atrocity
Begin to take its toll?
My body's burning and theres nothing I can do
Inflamed upon concrete as the encanted protests drift through
And the bodies stack, While their signs fall flat, Protest
Lay down your guns and sing the protest song
The bloody red drips from your flag to support your nations "truth"
Your f*cking soldiers and brainwashed pawns waiting for their tombs
The Bulletshells falling to the ground
Is the sound of the peace that was never found
so hold those protest signs
as high as the f*cking clouds
Protest
Oppress
Suggest
No Less
In hopes to end this fight
A fight for a lifetime
Can happen in one dark f*cking night
Brutality waves crashing over our homes
In the streets, Tyranny has taken control
When will this atrocity
Begin to take its toll?
My body's burning and theres nothing I can do
Inflamed upon concrete as the encanted protests drift through
And the bodies stack, While their signs fall flat, Protest
Lay down your guns and sing the protest song
The bloody red drips from your flag to support your nations "truth"
Your f*cking soldiers and brainwashed pawns waiting for their tombs
The Bulletshells falling to the ground
Is the sound of the peace that was never found
so hold those protest signs
as high as the f*cking clouds
Protest
Oppress
Suggest
No Less