Текст: Raised Fist. Sound Of The Republic.

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Bringing to light what the media will not
The business fucked up and you suddenly forgot
Always in the background sketching out the plot
You are devoted to destroy more often than not
Bringing all your friends in just to make a mess
Moving all your pawns in like a game of chess
You're holding your breath and let me guess
This is where you want me to get real stressed

Everyday you sit there with your friends at the cafe
You're talking shit about me
and all the people on the street that doesn't really agree
And I find it hard to cope with this insanity and jealousy
that comes from people with a guarantee to fail
Still blaming it on me

This is the sound that will make you go sick
We're building it up with brick after brick after brick
We don't care about how you keep on dissin' it
This is the sound of the Raised Fist Republic

Whispering about this and that I don't know what
Want me to remember, already forgot
Want to have a leading role, take your best shot
Want to have what I got you want a lot

Screaming about this and that I don't know what
Want me to remember, already forgot
Want to have a leading role, take your best shot
Want to have what we got you want a lot