We are nothing.

They say we’re free.

It’s just an illusion.

Others believe it, but I refuse.

These standards, these rules

We all must follow

We’re controlled like mules,

They even control what we swallow.

Don’t you see it?

We aren’t free, we are nothing.

To them, we are nothing.

They use us for work and for war.

They give us all we need plus more.

That’s what they tell us, anyway.

Don't you see it?

We aren’t free,

We are nothing. 


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