Six Weeks

Born to protect and serve the wealthy elite
Like vultures circling, terrorize our streets
Playing god every day with another life
Six weeks of training and a gun

Answer to no one, allowed to hide behind another badge
Keep us in our place to serve the ruling class
State sanctioned murder, take a life in the name of liberty
One day you're cattle, the next day qualified for immunity

Enforcing changing laws, written to limit our strength
The will of autocrats clinging to their seats

Collateral damage in the fight over control
Of an empire with a blackened soul

When they come for me
When they come for you

We build everything they take
Shaped by everything we face
Caught in the middle of a war for more income
Lawyers and millionaires who always put themselves above

Nothing will ever change
Nothing to my name
Pennyless and broke as fuck
There's no digging out of this hole

Left to die in the street
Fading as you step over me

Born to protect and serve the wealthy elite
Like vultures circling, terrorize our streets
Playing god every day with another life
Six weeks of training and a gun

The healthcare worker, the lifelong civil servant
Underpaid teachers, activists with their life on the line
Time for a sea change, rebuild instead of destroy
The voices we need, buried beneath the white noise

Collateral damage in the fight over control
Of an empire with a blackened soul

When they come for me
When they come for you

We build everything they take
Shaped by everything we face
Caught in the middle of a war for more income
Lawyers and millionaires who always put themselves above

They can't jail the revolution
You can't jail the revolution



Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Lanier Richards
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