So many people will come and go Past their time before they know Swear they were there from the start Never had it in their hearts Things you do come
Awash on the tides of city rain I flow through the streets and into the drains numbed by the gaze of uncaring faces try to offer my truth--but they drift
You--you raised your fist you were some real anarchist made a lot of promises to your friends you'd never let it end now--you just sit and stare like
So you hate your mom, you hate your dad you hate "the state" because it's bad but look at you, how do you rate? you're just as bad as those
Anger as sharp as the broken glass burning cars and tear gas every race riot--is the last one a dying culture's final gasp every decade--yet no one learns
say we're out of touch Well, their opinions don't mean that much to me Give me liberty or give me death Give me freedom to my very last breath Give me liberty
Yah weh promised a conquered land, domination over Life man against man mother earth came to Conflict with patriarchal powers and eyes lit up With hierarchy
say we're out of touch. Well their opinions don't mean that much to me Give me liberty or give me death Give me freedom to my very last breath Give me liberty
Anger as sharp as the broken glass Burning cars and tear gas Every race riot--is the last one A dying culture's final gasp Every decade--yet no one learns
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Awash on the tides of city rain I flow through the streets and into the drains Numbed by the gaze of uncaring faces Try to offer my truth--but they drift
Changes that were hardly noticed Until time itself became a chain Once hot blood began to cool My ever slowing heart--beat in vain From the nightmare
They ask why do we dress this way Live for now--Don't understand today See the kids--But don't hear what they say Close your eyes and look the other
The birth of man was the birth of Hell The wrathful flames dance around my head Falling figures, burning dead A well once filled with flowing water
So you hate your Mom, you hate your Dad You hate "The State" because it's bad But look at you, how do you rate? You're just as bad as those you hate
You--You raised your fist You were some real Anarchist Made a lot of promises to your friends You'd never let it end Now--You just sit and stare like
