There is no place in your struggle for true words That's why your fight is nothing but a copy of copied thoughts You don't f**ing care if what you do is right or wrong Beating the sh** out of those you can't control Stop spitting sh** ‘cause we're fed up of your pose We had enough of empty words You brainwash kids so they become your strike force You fill their head with useless junk Hypocrites and parasites Hypocrites and parasites
Hypocrites and parasites You gotta fall, that's all Hypocrites and parasites Hypocrites and parasites Hypocrites and parasites You gotta stop You brainless f**er. Your hands are full of blood Instead of standing up for your actions and feeling proud You tele-fight behind a screen and talk and talk Don't dare to say your fight for freedom is true 'Cause the sounds of revolution don't depend on you