With strings attached, string-fellow
Wearing down my existence
What is next, I ask, what is next
We placed our trust in the system
We paid our tax to the system
We signed to the school of thought you peddled
We followed with faith what you preached
We aspired to reach the pinnacle set
We acquired what success ascribed to be
What dreams, we were asked to dream
We connected and invested into the system
We mortgaged our freedom to the system
We tied a knot to the system, confetti
We were briefed on who, held t' moral high ground
We then watched the system fail to deliver
We got to know what was fact from illusion
We lost our jobs because of the system
We felt the pain in our pockets
We felt the hunger in our stomach
We had no security for our children, lost our houses
We woke to realise the fallacy fed to us
Where halo the funds and joy was
What we had, what we were sold
And we went to occupy wall street
Some of the people some of the time
We demand answers to the question
Who was it that benefited
If we are said to be, a part of the system
Yet we suffer most from the system
