Tourniquet

We won't die for your lie!
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 Neck-tie, turban, up-do, crown
 Mitre, cop hat, bring 'em down
 The world in a corroded state of mind
 The fellowship of copycats
 The feeding of the rich
 High society has high season, yeah
 This is the rising of the underdog
 The tourniquet of our bleeding society
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 Within the circle without fear
 You're the center of the life you bear
 At the top of the food chain taking a break
 Terror of perspectives
 Heads up high and make believe
 With the foot pressed on the pedal
 Hit the wall while we're asleep
 This is the rising of the underdog
 The tourniquet of our bleeding society
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 Made of flesh and bone
 Embodied image of our evolution
 With this life we own
 Downstream or revolution
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 Feel the wind as it turns
 Hear the silence, now it's gone
 The ending of the poor being sold
 We won't shut up for money
 Won't buy your shit for peace
 Yeah, I bet you've seen it coming
 So come on, fucker, catch me if you can
 This is the rising of the underdog
 The tourniquet of our bleeding society