Secret Slave
We are the socially inept
Too young to care
Too angry in debt
To a world that doesn't need us
A world that refuses to feed us
Instead they waste their days
Watching what I have to say
We beat out the sound
Of the bullets and boots that pound
We are on the run
While they are just loading the gun
Can't watch all the nonsense
They aren't satisfied with anything but violence
Sounds and sights and stories to distract
The real enemy from the way they act
It's you they fear
Informed and solid in your thoughts
It's you they want
To brainwash
To seduce
Home of the brave
Land of the secret slave