Rock, Paper, Scissors

justify your game

we dont feel like playing anymore

who put you in your place?

who said you were the only one to score?

your strong arm tactics, they have lost there impact

and your supremacy, its no longer intact

(hey hey hey )

so what exactly enables you to kick our asses

ridiculous sanctions cannot soothe the masses

today weve torn the curtain down to take a look inside

youve tied yourself to dynamite

to dynamite

do you really believe

we are habituated and content ?

do you think

you are the only one to make demands

the progeny of your policy is not tranquility

but the will to break free

swallow your authority

give a bullet, drink some blood

take a bullet, spill some blood

cut the throat, feel the hate

break the rules, feel the blade

another brick, another head

another hit, another dead

push comes to shove

action for reaction

romanticize the situation

turn a pile of shit into a sensation

theres a million pieces of the truth today

but they dont fit together in your fool play

and from now we have got the rock to your scissors

we have got the scissors to your paper

the scissors to your paper