Marty Byrne - 26th JAN 2020 (026) Lyrics

This world of entitlement and victimhood
Smashing up the establishment with your words of truth
You'll fight and shout and protest until you're black and blue
But maybe the problem is you

The cries of the persecuted
The unfairness of it all
If only you had a voice
A platform for your call

The backlash against reason
The outcry against sense
The moaning against the people
Who want a better world, a better chance

You had your f*cking platform
We've heard your f*cking voice
We've been told your story, again and again
Brainwashed, we had no choice

But now we're seeing through it
And now we're here to stay
You shout and piss and moan but somehow we're the snowflakes
Your playing in their hands, giving our rights away

Calling out lies, shouting the truth
But maybe the problem is you
Calling out something, a version of the truth
Maybe the problem is you
Calling out nothing, nothing of the truth
Maybe the problem is you
Calling, crying, saying nothing
Maybe the problem is you