“State Control” by Good Riddance

A nation in silence too frightened to run
the secret police got you under the gun
at the hint of dissension there's a mark by your name
now you're never alone just a pawn in the game

Call it state control
destroy your mind
you think you're safe boy
you're out of time

We're all slaves to subversion
a trick of to trade
the ones in control are the ones getting paid
they're stealing your spirit
and breaking your will
with polarized violence they'll train you to kill