[Intro: Lowkey]
This is for the martyrs of hope reaching, yearning, extending their arms towards a freedom which they never quite reach in their lives
This is for you
[Verse 1: Lowkey]
Neoliberalism kills people, the burden of business
Believe me you never heard a verse as urgent as this is
Merciless merky mercenaries merge with merchants of mischief
Murder wishes, kill dreams and hopes and disturb the infants
It's not about Joker, metro tickets, and WhatsApp
It's about the gap between have lots and do not haves
Your fake bomb detectors can't stop that
Embezzle billions in the name of a non-existent social contract
Analysis to feet hanging, dangling from the leg
Still staggering from expired gas canisters in the head
It's not about pity, hands out or sympathy
It's about employment, water and electricity
Autumn of discontent, the spring was a lost memory
Hybrid war combined with economic shock therapy
Sectarianism buries vision beyond what's revealed
Corruption guards an economic model that kills
Neocon wars make neoliberal utopias
Intergenerational traumas and all forms of phobia
Wrote death into the constitution like snipers in chairs
Birds fall from the sky as tear gas privatises the air
Those that passed, I kiss the soles of your feet, you inspired us
Tireless in the face of violent tyrants till your eyes were shut
Defiant lions every side of the street, you defy the thugs
Rebellion the purest expression of a vital type of love
This is for the martyrs of hope reaching, yearning, extending their arms towards a freedom which they never quite reach in their lives
This is for you
[Verse 1: Lowkey]
Neoliberalism kills people, the burden of business
Believe me you never heard a verse as urgent as this is
Merciless merky mercenaries merge with merchants of mischief
Murder wishes, kill dreams and hopes and disturb the infants
It's not about Joker, metro tickets, and WhatsApp
It's about the gap between have lots and do not haves
Your fake bomb detectors can't stop that
Embezzle billions in the name of a non-existent social contract
Analysis to feet hanging, dangling from the leg
Still staggering from expired gas canisters in the head
It's not about pity, hands out or sympathy
It's about employment, water and electricity
Autumn of discontent, the spring was a lost memory
Hybrid war combined with economic shock therapy
Sectarianism buries vision beyond what's revealed
Corruption guards an economic model that kills
Neocon wars make neoliberal utopias
Intergenerational traumas and all forms of phobia
Wrote death into the constitution like snipers in chairs
Birds fall from the sky as tear gas privatises the air
Those that passed, I kiss the soles of your feet, you inspired us
Tireless in the face of violent tyrants till your eyes were shut
Defiant lions every side of the street, you defy the thugs
Rebellion the purest expression of a vital type of love
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