Watered Down

Your friends are impressed with your industry clout.
They say you’re hot shit but your fire’s gone out.
Play it safe? You might as well spit in my face.
Turn in your badge & gun you’re a fucking disgrace.
Watered down, you’re a repeat offender.
It’s time to fall on your sword, boy, it’s time to surrender.
You scratch your head and wonder: «how did it get so tame?»
You just joined the ranks of the ones we blame!
Singing rebel songs but you’re on a short leash.
You should be ashamed…