Spray paint the cameras
Jam the frequency
What you killed
Just kept alive in me
Under bandannas
But not an enemy
You can define us
Anyway you please
You make the rules, we make the calls
My conscience clean, my sins absolved
Because I found god (hey)
In the sound, of your factories burning down
Now I sleep so sound
When it all comes down, will you say you did everything you could?
When it all comes down, can you say that you never gave up?
Were you standing by, to watch it fall away?
Will you hold on or let it go?
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