Pump Your Fist

Unveiling Deception: Tacklebox's Anthem of Truth and Betrayal
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Lyrics

We engage in plagiarism.

Every narrative we write

We incorporate stolen elements into every story we create.

Every lie is marked in bright

Each falsehood is highlighted prominently.

Bold yellow stunning sharpie

Using a bold yellow, striking sharpie marker.

Each page reveals our crimes

Every page of our narrative exposes our wrongdoings.

So right my wrongs

Attempting to correct my mistakes.

I'll bang my drum

Expressing myself, perhaps defiantly.

When the tiniest empires

Even the smallest empires are falling apart.

Are crumbling to dust

Observing the disintegration of insignificant power structures.

Bite my tongue

Choosing to remain silent.

I'll praise your god

Commending a higher power, possibly sarcastically.

When I'm battered and beaten

After enduring hardships and losing faith.

And given up my trust

Having abandoned trust in others.

Don't you know it was a trap?

A realization that a situation was a set-up or deception.

The trauma led to

The distress led to...

Profit-hungry algorithms

Algorithms driven by profit motives.

Spreading dogma wildfires

Spreading ideologies like wildfires.

So right my wrongs

Reiterating the need to correct mistakes.

I'll bang my drum

Expressing oneself through drumming, possibly metaphorical.

When the tiniest empires

Even the smallest power structures are collapsing.

Are crumbling to dust

Witnessing the decay of insignificant empires.

Bite my tongue

Choosing not to speak.

I'll praise your god

Commending a higher power even in adversity.

When I'm battered and beaten

After enduring hardships and losing faith, again.

And given up my trust

Having abandoned trust in others, again.

Right my wrongs

Reiterating the need to correct mistakes, again.

I'll sing your songs

Expressing oneself through song.

Just give me a mantra

Requesting a meaningful phrase for comfort.

To get me through the night

Seeking solace through a mantra.

Hey

An informal greeting or attention-grabbing expression.

Pump your fist

A call to action, encouraging fist-pumping.

If you don't exist

If you feel non-existent, show it through fist-pumping.

You don't exist

A reminder of one's perceived non-existence.

Hey

A repetition of the call to action.

Pump your fist

If you feel non-existent, express it through fist-pumping.

If you don't exist

Reiterating the reminder of non-existence.

You don't exist

A repetition of the call to action.

Hey

If you feel non-existent, demonstrate it through fist-pumping.

Pump your fist

Emphasizing the expression of non-existence.

If you don't exist

A repetition of the call to action.

You don't exist

If you feel non-existent, signify it through fist-pumping.

Hey

Reiterating the emphasis on expressing non-existence.

Pump your fist

A repetition of the call to action.

If you don't exist

If you feel non-existent, manifest it through fist-pumping.

You don't exist

Reiterating the concept of expressing non-existence.

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