Two, three, four
Do you hear the sound of injustice ring?
Only one puppet, but we cut his strings
They only see blood when it's on a suit
But when it's on their hands, they just wash off the truth


Deny, defend, depose
Stand up
Say it louder, louder

Let me break it down for you

Picket signs didn't do as much as a slug
Headlines paint a martyr into a thug
Forty thousand bodies every year stacked high
Cause they can't afford the privilege of a basic human right

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