If I could paint how I feel, I'd draw bullseye on your forehead my anger is not misdirected unless it somehow misses you.Before you swallow me into your perfect life, I'm not going out without a fight.Let the blind lead the blind, 'cause it's eye for an eye, in your so-called life.Our buildings have fallen, our walls all caved in, and we can't comprehend the sick state that we're in.I hit the ground and I'm still running but I need a place to stay tonight, I swear I'll be gone in the morning I just need somewhere now.And each and everyday will lead into tomorrow.The seas part when they hit the floor, the voices carry on and out the door, everything you touch turns into gold.A beating heart and a microphone, a ticking clock in an empty home, still tells of these times so long ago.I never claimed to be something more than me, your standards I refuse to see.You're still searching for these answers, they're not inside your wrist.So here and now in our rotting nation, the blood it pours, it's all on our hands now.We're not putting up with this planet one more day, much less one more year.A need for revolution's rising, it comes to the surface gasping for air.Simply because you can breathe, doesn't mean you're alive, or that you really live.How long will this taint, all these words spilling from my mouth?.Your heart grows heavier with time and I fell victim to the changing tide.Trying to make a difference but where the fuck did you go wrong?.Speak the words that keep me coming back to you. Keep this line open to get this call from you.Drown in the flood of the tears that have been wept and I scream to the sky, "Now, you are not alone.".
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You're the new revolution, the angst-filled adolescent.Take my hand and I'll promise not to ever let it go.We all dream the same dream everynight to burn the world that you call civilized.
1.3 Siren Song of the Counter Culture (2004).
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