City lights flicker, it's the same old scene, The truth’s been traded for a pipe dream. Legacy media's tellin’ us lies, lies, lies n more lies. Selling us peace while they plot their schemes. Bills stacking high whilst faith runs low, We're workin hard with nothin to show. But we just smile for the cameras n play our part, Everyone's dyin slowly with a beating heart. They take our pain then claim its sin, Then sell redemption just to reel us in Broken Britain, I can feel it in the air, Ain’t no justice, just despair. Broken Britain, it ain't great no more, Dreams cost more than they did before. They feed us lines, they call it choice, I’m talking to the real men, not the noise. It's a broken system, losing trust, They build on greed, we bleed from dust. Still we rise with no silver spoils, Still talking to the real men, not the soy boys. Headlines all painted black n white, Still they try to sell the same old lines. Legacy media feedin’ lies on lies yeah, more lies. One rule bends whilst another dies. They choose who wins n who takes the stake, Every single promise built to break. We can’t breathe free, we can’t speak clean, Every word’s a new machine. They twist the truth till it’s misaligned, but we won’t bow to their corrupted design. Broken Britain, I can feel it in the air, Ain’t no justice, just despair. Broken Britain, it ain't great no more, Hope’s been priced, the poor stay poor. They feed us lines, they call it choice, I’m talking to the real men, not the noise. It's a broken system, losing trust, They build on greed, we bleed from dust. Still we rise with no silver spoils, Still talking to the real men, not the soy boys. We speak the truth but they call it lies, Misinformed by their disguise. Try to silence our voice to keep control but they'll never break our body n soul, They try to hide us underground, But we'll still move, we'll still make our sound. We see their plan, it’s crystal clear, But we won’t fade, we’re staying right here. Legacy media playin’ lies on repeat, lies, lies, lies. Preaching peace while they plot their deceit. But I see through every staged display, A nation being ground down by the games they play Broken Britain, I can feel it in the air, Ain’t no justice, just despair. Broken Britain, it ain't great no more, We’re the storm they can’t ignore. They feed us lines, they call it choice, I’m talking to the real men, not the noise. A broken system, losing trust, They build on greed, we bleed from dust. Still we rise with no silver spoils, Still talking to the real men, not the soy boys. Legacy media always telling us lies, Then repeating more, more, more, more, more, more, more Broken Britain, It's something we can’t ignore. Yeah we won't ignore! Broken Britain Broken Britain [Outro instrumental]
