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it's not that i hate the empire you say -- you hate it a lot but what's the point in rebellion if it ain't got a shot? (or: if your side is on top) you say there's nothing you can do your life is submission to those you chose the truth is, you're no longer a rebel at all rise above the lies above your hate stop and evaluate look around - see it all around you swallow everything they put on your plate bow and scrape cause you like your master's face those who won't submit get all of your hate you say you're fighting for "the" truth you hate all those who aren't like you (or: don't think like you) your so-called rebellion only goes one way everybody's got a master -- the question is: is that ok? it's easier to follow than to think here's the kool-aide, take another drink Letras de cancionesi remember, cause i'm getting old you said you'd never be sold all kinds of people would be at the shows now you're all about lockstep that's how you roll conformity or variety? which one do you really want to see? follow millionaires and billionaires so pretty and without a care they're like your gods today you love them cause they think your way those who don't really stick in your craw but we can't take a shot if it's against the law From Letras Mania