Run! Police!

Sirens filling the air breathing in the melee
Fires burning as we make our way through each day
It's a two sided war that no one is aware of
Police surround the streets looking for victims
The sun shines through the beauty of these secrets
Friend or foe, you decide
The look on your face screams homicide
They're just good men dressed all in blue
They long for their weapons to be pointed at you
More sirens enter the scene where we've done no wrong
Turn down the volume, its a felony to play that song
Who are we but suspects waiting to be found
Guns cocked and loaded waiting to fill you with a round
Police are here to "serve and protect"
The truth is the system is one big defect.

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