Sick Of It All

Listen, we won't give up on our freedom
Even as we're beaten to submission
Even as they want achievements on their terms
Rulings to be followed to the letter
What a joke, it's to chaotic
There's no control
It's so chaotic
We reject their law
They've paid for these things before
And still nothing's different
They've paid for these things before
And still nothing's different
Pity we don't qualify as equal
Pity we're not worthy of the same rights
Even as humiliation keeps us down