Texty: Cress. Monuments. Sirens.

we're living in a warzone according to the power fingers on the baton, waiting for the hour, when the gun will be here, 'cause they can smell the fear, they want to dominate us that much is clear, they've got your name and number hidden in their files, smashing up your home, real television style, searching for your drugs at least they're having fun, what's it gonna be like when they've got the gun, the law is an ass, life is a gas, thinking you are free, try it and see, step out of line, all will be fine, what you gonna do, when the sirens after you