In a moment of weakness they’ve gone for the throat
Prayers answered for the ruling classes
We swallowed them whole

Heads down and hands up
Our need for safety has been hijacked again
They’ve got their fingers on the pulse of our mourning
With knives poised

Decide right now which side you’re on

Invest our freedom in failure by design
Hands tied with pleasure now we’re choking on their cum
Guided deception allegiance to a goal
That never mattered until they told us so

Blowback has blown back into our face and ignited a war
On home turf between control and our free will lines are drawn

Release the dogs
They’ve picked up the scent, moving in for the kill
Unchained and hungry, teeth ready to feast
Release the dogs