Under My Hand

Your left with no decisions In his face we're all villains Trapped in the systems vision What really is the mission Don't loose hope on finding answers I love you but people cant stand us If we're lucky maybe they'll brand us chances are we'll all get cancer Were pushed in all directions Throw you hands up, lets just guess man Tonight is your election, your the correction We're staring at your reflection Tonight lets set fire, to the bullies and the buyers Our arms reaching higher, than the Bilderberg empire Making profits from our presence, from our sentence Why not call us peasants, put us in your message Your under my hand No control now