Hijacked

Can't respect the vision, now they really did it, hide behind the system
Never woulda fit in, don't you ever get it, don't you ever listen?
Television screen, images obscene, messages that read
"You'll no longer be in the country it belongs to me"
Don't you envision the house on the hills looking over the city?
Don't you envision the man at the top having some kind of pity?
You get what's around you, those that surround you, if it ain't pretty
If luck hasn't found you, Xannies and Valium, baby we'll hit it

Everybody
Kill for money
Make it bloody
To inflate the profit

Keep them from looking away
Militarizing the red and blue
You'd let this all go to waste
They gave you the matches to light the fuse

Keep them from looking away
Militarizing the red and blue
You'd let this all go to waste
They gave you the matches to light the fuse

Everyone's a danger, tweet about the anger, bomb inside a hangar
Let it fucking linger, here's a middle finger, show you where to stick it
Can't subpoena me, I'm the one who leads, I'm the country
Can't you fucking see? Those behind the scenes, they belong to me
One room of people maintaining the steeple to threaten the people
Make it medieval, surprisingly legal, so deadly and lethal
Money for power, who can yell louder, trial by jury
What isn't soured, left with a coward, fire and fury

Everybody
Kill for money
Make it bloody
To inflate the profit

Keep them from looking away
Militarizing the red and blue
You'd let this all go to waste
They gave you the matches to light the fuse

Keep them from looking away
Militarizing the red and blue
You'd let this all go to waste
They gave you the matches to light the fuse

Keep them from looking away
Militarizing the red and blue
You'd let this all go to waste
They gave you the matches to light the fuse



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Kawano
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