Lyric

You sip your tea, so eco and pure

Complain about your Wi-Fi tour

Your biggest drama: battery’s gone

But real revolt was never calm

Your protest lives on your screen

But outside, things get real mean

You preach all day ‘bout “solidarity”

But never move when things get scary

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

No more selfie-pain disguise

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

Don’t just scream – throw Molotovs high!

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

No safe space – we fight with stone

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

Punk is loud – not weak, not clone!

You quote Karl Marx on Insta feeds

But shop on Prime for daily needs

Talk about “freedom”, dress on trend

Your rebel act? A fashion blend

You say, “I feel so lost inside”

Then rise, don’t hide behind your pride

It takes more than just digital cheers

If you won’t face what real risk fears

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

Open your window, not just your heart

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

No stage for influencer art

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

It’s not your look, it’s where you stand

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

This is real, not some brand

You want change? Then stand and fight

There’s no “safe” in system-crack nights

No Wi-Fi on the barricade

No likes for the first stone made

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

Smash the state and kill the fame

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

Let your silence burst in flame!

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

No compromise, no gloss, no fake

Anarchy, not whiny cries!

Only chaos, fire – and the quake!