Text: Closet Monster. Where The Fuck Is Revolution?. Lockdown.

Your compliant consensual content was adopted because you ignored intent and begged like a dog. You sat when they said roll over play dead. Strengthened their grip; catalyzed them instead of screaming for change. Struggling for fair. I paraphrase now, in hopes and despair. If you act like there's no hope there sure as hell will be no change. If you act like there's no hope there sure as hell will be no change. The choice is ours. The choice is yours. There's always another way. "Don't rock the boat" is engraved inside your head. Good little boys and girls are taught, "Don't smoke... (oops, i mean stir) the pot." Democracy simmers on low, fragile freedom, so please don't touch. If you act like there's no hope there sure as hell will be no change. If you act like there's no hope there sure as hell will be no change!