So It's your move You think we can’t see That you're not for us Just typical hypocrisy You say with a straight face Don't believe what I've already seen You turn our lives upside-down You will support it, or you're mean Back off Don’t push me Not your property Part of the machine You want control of everything But you won’t get that out of me Back off Don’t push me It's all BS behind the scenes You twist our words You twist just about everything But, you won’t get that out of me Simple things are complicated What was clear has now gone away Go hunting for the ones in the way Silence all who won't play You found a way into my silence Try to occupy my space You've monitored our minutes And measured all our ways Back off Don’t push me Not your property Part of the machine You want control of everything But you won’t get that out of me Back off Don’t push me It's all BS behind the scenes You twist our words You twist just about everything But, you won’t get that out of me Not enough to have everythings You have to go after mine too You want us to own nothing To be happy, and worship you All for the control For all that remain Your right to refuse Just get's in their way And say that we’re to blame Back off Don’t push me Not your property Part of the machine You want control of everything But you won’t get that out of me Back off Don’t push me It's all BS behind the scenes You twist our words You twist just about everything But, you won’t get that out of me But, you won’t get that out of me Back off Don’t push me Back off Don’t push me Copyright © 2026 by The November Son. All rights reserved.