A super villain in a trench coat, posing as a hero, tries to sell us a anti-revolutionary dream Have you ever taken the time to find your favorite star
We read their textbooks. With caution we flamed their pages burnt. Suspecting who holds the pen. Two sides to lies. Two truths. Imagine a curriculum
A product of your dysfunction to you on the right there is only one way You think I should go to school, get a job, find my place ACCEPT QUIESCENCE APATHY
Today, I'm facing so far away, from you, It seems like yesterday, We'd left and carried on our own way, Just me and you. Yesterday, went through all
Politics, social popularity, Dirty-tricks, status-quo and MTV What is hip? Fashion tips and football teams, It makes me sick It makes me sick The last
Your compliant consensual content was adopted because you ignored intent and begged like a dog. You sat when they said roll over play dead. Strengthened
My brain hurts I'm suffering from a pure overload I need some time to get away Before my thoughts take over me I need some time to reminisce with a vacant
A home built on unity as one A place that gives handouts of hope to us all... Together we rebel to be differently One common devotion True liberty Side
What would it take to see your smile, And what would it take to hear your laugh again, What would it take to trade our tears in for a better day, If
You said it wouldn't work.( why not ) I'm not going to take that again. ( oh ya ) The beauty of the people's politics embodied in. Now I got to. We all
Karl would role over in his grave if he saw the world today it seems that we've all rolled over and died Our acceptance for minimum wage to then barely
One stand seems different than you Feeble minded when compared to consistent point of views cause I know just who you are and how you would choose Look
Rise up. And cut the purse strings that hang you. And drop cause when we fall we're caught. WE BUILT THIS CITY on our own. What happened to our open
Spinning room is the. Words right come out wrong. Good thing, too much, bad thing, always nausea. Nausea, always nausea. nausea, nausea, always nausea
Walked for hours up to our knees in the freedom drenched so thick. I asked who's the true criminal the jailor or convict? How can you restrict what I
you'll dance for them until one day you end up dead One FIST One VOICE Gunna make a lot of noise One STAND One FIGHT One CHOICE Freedom is so close to
Alright this is it. This is our time right now. Another fucking town and another fucking day. I just can't believe that this place still looks the same
You can dub me "stupid" and you can tag me "dumb" but when our tear soaked eyes were washed away the truth was still as thick as it comes. How can I
