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The Secret of the Walls f. Lesky Lee (Attack on Titan Music Video)

There are things to explain. Like maybe this isn’t an actual tyrannical 100-year reign Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Equivalent Exchange Vocals by Jerome Chance, Lesky Lee Written by Jerome Chance Filmed, Directed, and Edited by Equivalent Exchange We are Broken Pixels (Rapper JC and Producer Equivalent Exchange) Download the song on soundcloud.com/brokenpixels Check us out on Twitch:   / jcbpmc   Facebook: facebook.com/thebrokenpixels Twitter: twitter.com/Broken_Pixels Google+: plus.google.com/+officialbrokenpixels Intro there are things to explain like maybe this isnt an actual tyrannical hundred year reign VERSE 1 and we need to speak it or wiki leak or be depleted look how they treat us, they beat us, but they need us so they free us to exterminate us (like we were diseases) we eat what we need bleed sleep and we breed am I a fighter or feed ’tween (Maria Rose and Sina) cant wait for our awakening moment cause our opponents know patients we’re complacent, forgot where we came from (forgot where came from) the enemies we kill’s what our salvation is made from we keep the 1 percent (yeah) From ending up as dinner so they force us to attack to distract from the fact if we inspected every crack we would know what they practice they play where it's safest while we get trampled and mangled they say we’re the bravest so we don't see the angle its Django reversed foreign policy is slovenly first they wall us (away), tell us we’re (great) they know whats best so (do as they say) , do what they TELL me?, I end up chewed in a belly  so we ride into battle like cattle in a saddle while they’re grinning ear to ear staying clear in the interior thinking we’re inferior (you cant fight the nature of things) and stay superior , , (while they smile in our face) whole time we want to take their place whole time we’re the losing race whole time they want to rip off an arm and a leg (and a leg) and an arm and a head (you’re dead) then they stomp us to paste the rich aaand sinners are holed up in the center the only hope for the poor  is to risk even more (leave it all on the floor) cause the amount of kills scored is what opens the door but now you’re a whore they keep asking for more while your peers steal and peel away the comfort you feel (our existence-isn’t-real) so you score some more notches and hope someones watching so you’re asked to the dance like your last name is Hawkins you even plea to be freed mean like (Sawny or Beane) VERSE 2 we’re not men but animals caught in a cage despite all our rage (we’ve been played) we been played hanging by the narrowest thread they want the terrorists dead the terror is spread through sorrow and dread feasting on preservatives the size of our head leaving us with questions , no one has said how do you cope when their their eyes are still open like their still hoping the option is open to win but their bodies are broken or floatin down a throat where nothing is spoken then choke em on the way back (on the way back up) , and left as a token we fight cause we MUST LIMBS lost or crushed we sharpen our skills but when its all said and done when a fist grips a man you either fight or you run even our best are just a wing and a breast they cant attest to who of us might have killed off the rest but I suspect they mean to teach us ‘bout Marie Antoinette so we hit em by the nape of the neck and vapor ejects thanks to our MECHS I CAN breathe a new breath flex (aaaah) and then its on to the next (on to the next) everything we know is due to public disclosure we know they’re really not leaders we know they’re more like controllers the success of our race rests (yes) on our shoulders but success of our actions is measured in fractions we’ve seen what we see (isn’t always what it seems) those we thought our enemies could be on our team they say there's a traitor but its hard to hate her the reality is she may be doing us a favor Titans tall as a steeple but the power’s with people of an even bigger evil how long can we last we’re tired as hell and our systems have crashed if we pray or obey the result is the same because the system is ass if the wall is what they say (the will of heaven manifested) god given how we living (righteous if a bite justifies the plight of a million) over those who hold the might and on top of it all how’d we expect them to fall (how’d we expect them to fall, they’re the ones holding up the wall) HOOK Tell the truth now its all lies give us the answers its all lies cause we know whats in those walls its all lies all lies