Machete
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Machete
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why are you still sleeping through these terrible times?
disempowered slumber through the terrible crimes
when the time comes the highest up will fall down hard
the fall of the empire - the one who tried to lock us down
the rich will just get richer at our expense
let our lives of sweat and toil be recompensed
when the time comes the highest up will fall down hard
the fall of the empire - the one who tried to
bust
i return every hundred years. every hundred years
when the people awaken
i return every hundred years. every hundred years
when the people wake and see my machete raised up proudly
machete - my machete
machete - my machete
untouchables. now untouchable. will beg for kindness
no longer above the law. we're no longer under their spell
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