Paranoia is in the Game,
The owner has no sense of shame,
They’ll try to push us to madness in the cold,
And they don’t care about the spreading mold.
Another visit, another Reaping,
Another threat to stop the Uprising,
And all the sinking water that I have to wipe,
The endless flood going through the pipe.
Interchanging Quarter Quell,
Let the Mockingjay rose and fell,
If I could flick the switch and use my bow,
Some of their blood could taint the snow.
It’s time to have our houses back,
Before to die together in a shack,
You know you can walk side by side with me,
If we met at midnight in the Hanging Tree.
Inspiration : ‘Uprising’ song by Muse.
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