Army of Cops

They want you to fade Into the background Don't stand out All the valleys are being filled The hills are being chopped down Get on your knees You know you want to Why don't you get on your knees? Get on your knees You know you want to We've become the nation of victimization Why can't we admit we're hypocrites? Nobody likes your direction Yet we don't turn around Now, could it be that secretly We like being kept down? Get on your knees You know you want to Why don't you get on your knees? Get on your knees You know you want to Tell me (tell me), where does it stop? (Where does it stop?) This tower of law, this army of cops Why would God create something so weak Unless he wanted it to suffer? Wanted it to suffer Why would God create something so weak Unless he wanted it to suffer? Wanted it to suffer