Hidden tombs and solitude hunger stikes or belly aches handcuffed pines and crossed picket lines sacrifice is a tear away Barren plans, buried two fingers
I've been watching too many suns rise spliced together by pattern and spite I say I love you too many times and you can't can't drunk anymore I slept
s a new day and I'm alive What more could I ask for? Here comes another day, and that's something... It's not much but hope's a start
My lady left me, my boss gives me no break What I take home alone the landlord come and take Take away the pain, take away the tears And we've had a
read four letter words on the bathroom stalls and in the union halls the American Revolution is unfinished there won't be peace until there's justice
'll be gone tomorrow It's the rattle and crawl of loneliness inside That keeps me staying, keeps me pleading It's a sellout and a hollow death But it's
there's a chance I hope we take it cuz There's a hope to have out there There's a million rebel songs unwritten There's a million rebels unsung There's
Your eyes have a haunted look But I can't know what ghost they're hiding Still you stay near, idled by fear It's not enough to know that you're here
re not more angry It's a mans world but it's falling apart No we don't share a thing we kill and rob and anthropomorphize God Battle drums of the Rogues March
Yeah there could be more but then think of the loss And the tears wrenched from you and ask yourself would you want it Already there's too much And everyday
In the flatlands its uphill everywhere you go. I can feel the fuckers in the hills looking down their noses. At the black man white man heading off
park (Loaded gun) I spent my money in the market (Loaded gun) Running rebels reading Marx (Loaded gun) How droll! Armalite ballot! There's dollars in Bahrain (Loaded gun) But there's
some things were said but that's okay they needed said anyway let's forgive and forget I don't know how far the apple fell and through angry lenses it's
