How can I walk down the city streets
Without the fear of corruption caused by the police?
Standing by your badge to have a license to kill.
Holding down the innocent against their will.
You have nothing to say.
When you look into the eyes of families that have begged
For the hammer of justice to reign onto you.
But all you get is a slap on the wrist.
How is that justice?
The reality that you refuse to see
Is never showcased on your TV.
Why trust a source that is paid to lie to you?
Why should I ever trust the boys in blue?
No respect for corrupted police.
No tolerance for bigotry in the streets.
What is unfair to you and I
is the justice we see for those who have died
In the name of the law that was enforced in vain
Pouring our lives strait down the drain.
How the fuck do I walk down the street while keeping my mind on track?
I know you won't be protecting me. Only point the barrel at my back.
Sit back and watch the world collapse.
By cowards with the right in the name of the badge.
Swear by the bible, gain the license to kill.
As God has taken back our free will.
In the name of the law that was enforced in vain
Pouring our lives strait down the drain.
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