SLAVE TO THE SYSTEM

We say freedom!
 They say what d'you want that for?
 We say justice!
 They say you don't know what you're asking for
 Fuck this!
 I'm gonna take my own stands thanks a lot
 Here we go, no turning back
 So cut the crap
 Now, I'm a dead end soldier in a dead end job
 In a dare down world where they treat me like a yob
 I'm a fighter but you know I'm at the last round
 I was quick on my feet but now I'm slow and steady to the ground
 Propaganda like I see from they live
 They give fuck all to those beneath the six
 Sometimes I feel like free speech means nothing
 'Cause we're fucking screaming and no one's even listening
 (Don't)
 Don't be a slave to the system
 (Won't)
 I Won't be coming back to Britain
 What's my decline
 I'm running out of time
 Before the heartless government
 Try to take what's mine
 (Don't)
 Don't be a slave to the system
 (Won't)
 I Won't be coming back to Britain
 What's my decline
 I'm running out of time
 Before the heartless government
 Try to take what's mine
 Privacy your liberty what's that?
 Gentrified london and kids in daddy's money flat
 I heard he works for some sort of advertisement
 You're the next product of your environment
 I'm forgotten like the rotten plans for the future
 Wrapped in cotton who's been Shotting for my posture
 I'm not a posh one yeah I'm still a lost one
 And if you want I'll send my rust for your retina
 (Don't)
 Don't be a slave to the system
 (Won't)
 I Won't be coming back to Britain
 What's my decline
 I'm running out of time
 Before the heartless government
 Try to take what's mine
 (Don't)
 Don't be a slave to the system
 (Won't)
 I Won't be coming back to Britain
 What's my decline
 I'm running out of time
 Before the heartless government
 Try to take what's mine