WHISTLEBLOWERS:

Back with a sound and a rhyme 1, 2,
Construct like a ship in a bottle,
O the march, in line to the drum,
Got my war paint on like the battle it has just begun.

Kill me, fill me, shake me, break me,
Teach me a lesson about the fake me,
Mask on, mask off, a fiction from the bottom to the top.

(I've) I got a little tip on a new thing,
Encrypted like a knot in a shoe string,
Reminder to the old world masters,
The pros have gotta catch up with the amateurs.

(They say) no wonder it's out of our hands,
(They say) we built a world we don't understand,
(They say) let the people do what their told,
22 years old when she gave the weight back to the world.

There's no redemption.
Will my saviour be a friend to me?
Call it aiding the enemy.

There's no prevention.
As finite as the fire in the heart,
Of a crumbling empire's detention centre.

Hey listen close here man,
There is something i don't understand.
You hand their fate to a secret trial,
Or a cuban bay left rotting on remand.

Stand up.
Now is the time to be blowing the whistle, informing the people.
Ask the question who's being protected?
Making you safer, reading your messages.

Well they're protecting themselves.
And they're protecting wealth.
They'll protect what they've got,
They're conserving the pile while they sit comfortably at the top

If you've got secrets, now's the time to tell them.
We're all ears to what you got to show us,
This one's for you, This one's for the Whistleblowers.