A Broken Silence. This Nation (№ 301909)

You're really fighting for, or ninety-nine percent
Just shake the air?
And look, you're wrong if
Don't see what you dropped, the proportion is much better than most.
And you can stand around, snapping at power,
After all, we still have a democracy, which means
What can you tell about how you feel
And they can't put you under lock and key.
So many people just disappeared, so many people live in fear.
But know that here man, your mind is the enemy.
So many missed opportunities in the land of plenty.
There are so many abandoned cats, tired souls, that's getting tempting
To let things slide, make fate the fall guy.
And to join those who were able to do something, but didn't.
You fight for the sake of it, or ninety nine percent
Just trying to make a shake of it
And yo you must be mistaking if you
Can't see your stake in it is greater than the vast majority
And you can stand there growling at authority
Cause we still got a democracy, and what that means
Is you can say what you feel
And they can't put you under lock and key
So many disappeared, so many lived in fear
But you know that here man, your brains the opponent
So many blown opportunities in the land of plenty
So many cats that let there souls run on empty it gets tempting
To let it all slide, make fate the fall guy
And join the could have been's.