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