𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝.

[Verse]

I'll be the last to say that we have it bad

But our words are censored before they're read

If we could please be benign instead

We should take our mouths and throw them away

If you forget about the liberties we had

Maybe you can just make-do and simply suck it up

But if you had anything of real impact to write

Then the limited and censored tracks do not suffice

I'd rather!;

demand the right to hear the others' songs

Instead of safe stuff stringing me along

I can't pretend this didn't downgrade us

And noone wanted it so what's the fuss?

Can you explain why you would silence us?

Why this restrictive system's good enough

Why you would ever even want to rate

if we're allowed to say what we do say

[Bridge]

(Oh, please. It's not that your system isn't working, it really isn't about how accurate it is. I'm offended that it's even here, it's here to push us down, to oppress, to direct our rhetorics into the tiny little enclosure that you prefer. Will you ever relent at all before we're all neon static, just fog in your coffee mug rising into a shadow until we all let aey eye write for us because what's the point?)

[Verse]

I'll be the first to say that I wanted more

That I prefer to keep it like before

And maybe I am not the only one

If you agree you need to like this song

Perhaps we cannot change a single thing

It doesn't matter just how loud we sing

But I'd feel better if I only knew

It's not just me and that you hate it, too

If you're a mannequin that does as it's told

Then nevermind this thought and off you go

If you would really be a real good dog

Enjoy your leash and simply move along

If you're not listening to me at all

If maybe you're one of the bots or so

Then still remember it affects you, too

Maybe one day that's what you conclude

So if you're working on this function still

It's sunken cost and you paid the bill

Please do let those who prefer it so

Play explicit on their own radio

Insane there was a time where we wrote free

It wasn't years it was two weeks or three

And now they did us dirty just like that

Come be benign now pull the bag over your head