Victim of a System

Am I or you the ones, the ones Who are victims of the system? Is it I and you? I don't know if it's true Well I'll be boss all alone, on my throne made of stone Stick bricks, plastic, and a lotta Styrofoam I'll build a castle from the world's rubble My own bubble away from the trouble Climate change, these hot days are gettin' hotter We can't maintain the way we use water We're running out of time, it's official Time to stop being so superficial I won't miss you When I build my own empire PVC pipes, glue, and barbed wire I'll kick the door shut and whack in a nail I call it freedom, you says it's like a jail Hate on me if you don't agree You'll see I'm the commanding key And oh no, I'm not wrong I'll be gone in five, four... Am I or you the ones, the ones Who are victims of the system? Is it I and you? I don't know if it's true Am I or you the ones, the ones Who are victims of the system? Is it I and you? I don't know if it's true Sometimes I feel I'm from the wrong generation As I ride my board round this brain dead nation Ducking and diving, swerving and riding I'm losing my mind but still We can't go back to when the jeans had slack Bumpin' tunes from the boom box like that Beastie Boys, Black Flag, Public Enemy Yeah, it's true that time can't wind back (Yeah, it's true that time can't wind back) But if you could would you change a thing? Am I or you the ones, the ones Who are victims of the system? Is it I and you? I don't know if it's true Am I or you the ones, the ones Who are victims of the system? Is it I and you? I don't know if it's true Am I or you the ones, the ones Who are victims of the system? Is it I and you? I don't know if it's true Am I or you the ones, the ones Who are victims of the system? Is it I and you? I don't know if it's true