I will not follow you
I will not believe
I will not bow down to a flag which represents what I most despise
I won't back down, this is my life
I won't stand still, these words are my right
Inspired by our greed, we disregard humanity
Through endless attempts to manipulate, we justify our needs
By placing the dollar above everything else, we have compromised all life
By allowing a corporate infrastructure to define fashion, entertainment and diet
We have compromised our minds
Strip the mask of truth from the lie
Strip away the mask
We are raised to believe in false ideas: that money is necessary for happiness;
that image is necessary for life; that control is necessary for love.
Questioning these patterns brings on blinding defiance.
This is a song of rage.
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I will not follow you
I will not believe
I will not bow down to a flag which represents what I most despise
I won't back down, this is my life
I won't stand still, these words are my right
Inspired by our greed, we disregard humanity
Through endless attempts to manipulate, we justify our needs
By placing the dollar above everything else, we have compromised all life
By allowing a corporate infrastructure to define fashion, entertainment and diet
We have compromised our minds
Strip the mask of truth from the lie
Strip away the mask
We are raised to believe in false ideas: that money is necessary for happiness;
that image is necessary for life; that control is necessary for love.
Questioning these patterns brings on blinding defiance.
This is a song of rage.
I will not believe
I will not bow down to a flag which represents what I most despise
I won't back down, this is my life
I won't stand still, these words are my right
Inspired by our greed, we disregard humanity
Through endless attempts to manipulate, we justify our needs
By placing the dollar above everything else, we have compromised all life
By allowing a corporate infrastructure to define fashion, entertainment and diet
We have compromised our minds
Strip the mask of truth from the lie
Strip away the mask
We are raised to believe in false ideas: that money is necessary for happiness;
that image is necessary for life; that control is necessary for love.
Questioning these patterns brings on blinding defiance.
This is a song of rage.