Isak Vinter - Same Damn Game (Du Gamla, Du Fängslade English Cover)

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Isak Vinter

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hip hop, viking folk, outlaw country

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V4.5

[Enhanced Stereo]
[Proper Mixing]

[Spoken Intro]  
They sing of freedom —  
but all I see is a cage.  
We work, we bleed, we break —  
while they debate, lie, and fake.  
If you're for Palestine, you're called a Nazi.  
If you're for Israel, you're a fascist.  
And if you're not for either?  
Then you're no one. You're nothing.  
Welcome to democracy.

[Verse 1]  
While they’re singing "land of the free"  
we’re stuck in a system that won't let us be.  
Tax on tax, they take our breath,  
chained to debt 'til we welcome death.  
The young got no place to live,  
the old can't afford to forgive.  
Working 'til our backs give in,  
pensions moved like a politician’s grin.

[Hook]  
Pick a side, or they'll brand your face,  
Nazi, fascist — no middle place.  
Say nothing? They’ll still attack,  
call you complicit, stab your back.  
But I ain’t playing that twisted role,  
I see the lies from pole to pole.  
Left or right? Same damn game.  
Different colors, but the rules don’t change.

[Bridge 1]  
We're not free — we’re just obedient.  
Silent screams, drowned by the deviant.  
They sit high while we drown below,  
but we won’t lay down, we won’t let go.

[Verse 2]  
Same damn suits with a different mask,  
left or right, they dodge the task.  
Preach for peace, but fund the wars,  
help the rich and close the doors.  
They weaponize what side you’re on,  
twist the truth ‘til right is gone.  
One shares a post, it's all just fine,  
reverse it? Suddenly, it's hate crime time.

[Bridge 2]  
I won’t bow to either side,  
not to Zion, not Hamas' pride.  
'Cause all I see is power lust,  
using flags to mask their rust.  
We're the ones who break and bend,  
they just profit in the end.

[Verse 3]  
We're just numbers in their game,  
chained to rules, but they feel no shame.  
Raise the age, then raise the toll,  
till we break, body and soul.  
Kids can't dream, rents too high,  
hope just fades, while the rich fly by.  
Grannies choosing meds or meals,  
while parliament signs brand new deals.  
They sip champagne, we drown in bills,  
laughing safe behind their hills.  
But when we rise, they call us mad —  
how dare the poor look fucking sad?

[Hook - repeat]  
Pick a side, or they'll brand your face,  
Nazi, fascist — no middle place.  
Say nothing? They’ll still attack,  
call you complicit, stab your back.  
But I ain’t playing that twisted role,  
I see the lies from pole to pole.  
Left or right? Same damn game.  
Different colors, but the rules don’t change.

[Outro - Spoken]  
You made freedom a slogan.  
Hope a tax.  
Truth a weapon.  
And unity a sin.  
But we’re still here.  
And we remember everything.

3339/7500

### The song is about how the discourse is in sweden and how hypocritical it is. An Leftist Politician shared nazi propaganda and it is somewhat deemed okey by the masses, but if a right wing would do the same or say anything against palestine, which they have done they are deemed racists. this is hypocritical so this song is actually towards that, and towards politicians which is a protected class above everyone else, doesn't matter if they are left leaning or right leaning. they don't need to take any accountability for what they do or say. So it is in it's core an anti-establishment song. and a cover song by the same personas Swedish original version. ### [Enhanced Stereo] [Proper Mixing] [Spoken Intro] They sing of freedom — but all I see is a cage. We work, we bleed, we break — while they debate, lie, and fake. If you're for Palestine, you're called a Nazi. If you're for Israel, you're a fascist. And if you're not for either? Then you're no one. You're nothing. Welcome to democracy. [Verse 1] While they’re singing "land of the free" we’re stuck in a system that won't let us be. Tax on tax, they take our breath, chained to debt 'til we welcome death. The young got no place to live, the old can't afford to forgive. Working 'til our backs give in, pensions moved like a politician’s grin. [Hook] Pick a side, or they'll brand your face, Nazi, fascist — no middle place. Say nothing? They’ll still attack, call you complicit, stab your back. But I ain’t playing that twisted role, I see the lies from pole to pole. Left or right? Same damn game. Different colors, but the rules don’t change. [Bridge 1] We're not free — we’re just obedient. Silent screams, drowned by the deviant. They sit high while we drown below, but we won’t lay down, we won’t let go. [Verse 2] Same damn suits with a different mask, left or right, they dodge the task. Preach for peace, but fund the wars, help the rich and close the doors. They weaponize what side you’re on, twist the truth ‘til right is gone. One shares a post, it's all just fine, reverse it? Suddenly, it's hate crime time. [Bridge 2] I won’t bow to either side, not to Zion, not Hamas' pride. 'Cause all I see is power lust, using flags to mask their rust. We're the ones who break and bend, they just profit in the end. [Verse 3] We're just numbers in their game, chained to rules, but they feel no shame. Raise the age, then raise the toll, till we break, body and soul. Kids can't dream, rents too high, hope just fades, while the rich fly by. Grannies choosing meds or meals, while parliament signs brand new deals. They sip champagne, we drown in bills, laughing safe behind their hills. But when we rise, they call us mad — how dare the poor look fucking sad? [Hook - repeat] Pick a side, or they'll brand your face, Nazi, fascist — no middle place. Say nothing? They’ll still attack, call you complicit, stab your back. But I ain’t playing that twisted role, I see the lies from pole to pole. Left or right? Same damn game. Different colors, but the rules don’t change. [Outro - Spoken] You made freedom a slogan. Hope a tax. Truth a weapon. And unity a sin. But we’re still here. And we remember everything.

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