Another wasted day in a wasted life that I cannot
The lights are up, the heat is on
The anger burns,
I'm feeling sick of this
I need to get away
I'm making
so there is anything left to believe in anymore
or is
One more will hit the ground
Two will watch without a
Wave your flag, tell me I'm free
It's all for nothing
Welcome to the new revolution
Can you smell their fear?
Fear of
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