You don't even know half of the abused
Behind your double standard mirrors, you laugh amused
You don't know what this electrics for, or how the gas is used
Upside down every f**ing corridor there's a path to the accused
They keep us locked away
Systems up to stop us making statements, it's blocked what we say
Services down to take points, it's docked what we play
We'll go in our own f**in directions & we're mocked for our way