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This is just a little something I wrote about politics and stuff.
A snide protocol we follow through life
The unfathomably unruly fall victim to the knife
With a sturdy steel grasp, authority holds tight
Limiting our freedoms, rationing our daylight
In a battle fought, a war not lost as victims named are few
The media lies, shadowing truth from the real victims, its you.
Political correctness gone berserk with a briefcase barricade
Penalised for your values, no privacy to invade
The inevitable drawbridge slams shut, a dictatorship is nigh
Don’t hold back, let tears flow, before its illegal to cry.
A snide protocol we follow through life
The unfathomably unruly fall victim to the knife
With a sturdy steel grasp, authority holds tight
Limiting our freedoms, rationing our daylight
In a battle fought, a war not lost as victims named are few
The media lies, shadowing truth from the real victims, its you.
Political correctness gone berserk with a briefcase barricade
Penalised for your values, no privacy to invade
The inevitable drawbridge slams shut, a dictatorship is nigh
Don’t hold back, let tears flow, before its illegal to cry.
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*raises hand in a third reich inspired fashion*
I for one welcome our new master Fuhrer Mi/\/dfrig.
Very clever indeed
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This is just a little something I wrote about politics and stuff.
A snide protocol we follow through life
The unfathomably unruly fall victim to the knife
With a sturdy steel grasp, authority holds tight
Limiting our freedoms, rationing our daylight
In a battle fought, a war not lost as victims named are few
The media lies, shadowing truth from the real victims, its you.
Political correctness gone berserk with a briefcase barricade
Penalised for your values, no privacy to invade
The inevitable drawbridge slams shut, a dictatorship is nigh
Don’t hold back, let tears flow, before its illegal to cry.
A snide protocol we follow through life
The unfathomably unruly fall victim to the knife
With a sturdy steel grasp, authority holds tight
Limiting our freedoms, rationing our daylight
In a battle fought, a war not lost as victims named are few
The media lies, shadowing truth from the real victims, its you.
Political correctness gone berserk with a briefcase barricade
Penalised for your values, no privacy to invade
The inevitable drawbridge slams shut, a dictatorship is nigh
Don’t hold back, let tears flow, before its illegal to cry.
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