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We don’t exist in your book

We won’t exist on your grounds

We won’t exist with your crooks

Our minds have already drowned

We don’t exist in our homes

We don’t exist in your thoughts

So batten down every hatch

Preparing for the putsch!

We don’t

We won’t

We don’t

We don’t exist

We don’t

We won’t

We don’t

We don’t exist

A few fat stars, shining medals

Numb baldplates, shiny metal

Powder’s scent, then blue flame

Innocent eyes crying for help

A few fat stars, shining medals

Numb baldplates, shiny metal

A brute’s knife ready to

Secure the clean crown!

We don’t

We won’t

We don’t

We don’t exist

Aye!

Traitor!