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Pawns to the machine!

Strings will move you, corporate

What’s to protest, dictate

Black blocs, hide your face

Barren acts of violence

Are tools for you to trade

The new was just the old

Dressed up in communist clothes

But they feed no differently

From the western wolves

Yet you still believe

And glorify the speech

They taught us to defy

Now they ask us to conform

Kill for breakfast

A representative

Kill for fairness

Your loved politician

Line ‘em up

To face the people’s guillotine

Tear gas

Napalm bought for so much less

The new was just the old

Dressed up in communist clothes

But they feed no differently

From the western wolves

Pawns to the machine

Masks and vandalism

Strong arm politics

For those who disagree