Sheltered generations raised in suburbia.
Comfortable and blinded in their utopia.
It's like a twisted cross, like a b_____ swastika.
They support the tyrants and create dystopia.

Dollars dealing death. A culture fueled on greed. Pumping profits into carnage and endless suffering. Suburban generations raised in isolation. Awaken to the bloodshed that your ignorance supports!

Suburbian Dystopia
Suburbian Dystopia
Suburbian Dystopia
Suburbian Dystopia!

Go destroy another country and fight another war. Awaken to the bloodshed that your ignorance supports! Funding death to those denied with patriotic pride. Turning the biggest blind eye to this genocide.

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