Extraordrinary Rendition - AC4

Extraordinary rendition

Thought control and freedom sold

Transparent disposition

Forced to think what we are told

I still hate them, the same old show

But I’m stuck in here with nowhere to go

Angry dissident a thing of the past

Better shut up if you wanna last

Your world’s not my world

So where do I fit in

And what can I say

Now when the new guard runs the town

What’s my label this time around?

Extraordinary rendition

Everyone could be a threat

Compute the restriction

There’s hardly any movement left

More illusions but the same old cage

More little gadgets to sooth the rage

More of the same good old control

So update your status so we can all know

I’m a terrorist