Thievery - Passafire

So you really want to force my hand

For the sake of some old plan

It’s thievery

Because you’re taking from us

What we need the most

Some soul and dignity

I said it’s thievery

So many chains have been broken

So many chains that remain

It could be like ammuntion

Fear in people, superstition, who’s the richer

The bigger picture is that in the end

Ain’t nobody can hold back the rain

Spoke to an old friend

Who’s running out of faith

He’s been running this here race for so long

Kinda seems a little out of place

More and more out of focus

With the weight upon his shoulders

Politician, Television, can’t you see it’s all a fake