Look! It's what we've been waitin' for! Now, Go! What kind of world Truth, and reality Is carefully crafted. We're all conditioned, And the truth is laughed at. Shake the world upside down They stand for concealed tyranny As we blindly walk around. They'll drill it in early "Sit straight Stay small". Color in the lines Never question us at all. Be good, and Repeat after me. Memorise the script, of The fake democracy. And stay put little sheep The flock is your security. I can see you Yeah I know what's up You built us this cage Then told us it was love You want us quiet Want us to stay down But I chose to stand up We're not fuckin' around Pollute our media They know how to degrade. Always misdirect and all else throw shade. Just conform and comply They distract with entertainment. As they remove our rights All this from the money you sent. They train you, "turn the other cheek" While they tightened the rope. They address your fear with orders And called it hope. We must start thinking And create the sound. Our own voices screaming "Stand up. Right now." I can see you Yeah I know what's up You built us this cage Then told us it was love You want us quiet Want us to stay down But I chose to stand up We're not fuckin' around I can see you Yeah I know what's up You built us this cage Then told us it was love You want us quiet Want us to stay down But I chose to stand up We're not fuckin' around Copyright © 2026 by The November Son. All rights reserved.
