P.o.box I Want A Steady Revolution
We play the wrong music, we use the wrong words,
we pledge for the wrong things and we live in a wrong world.
We pledge allegiance to their lies.
They feed our brains with masquerades.
These loaded guts are nothing until we stand up for that prophecy.
I had the world on the phone, I heard that everything went numb :
we are giving birth to death.
Earthquake their minds.
I won't succeed alone, I need people to follow.
We are giving birth to death.
Earthquake their minds.
Where is the ketamine? I really need some pills.
I would die for some non sens but I realize I am filled.
There is no need to keep the hope alive, the revolt is mute and it's gone.
They feed our minds with one last shot.
These loaded guts are nothing until we wake up from that litany.
I had the world on the phone, I heard that everything went numb :
we are giving birth to death.
Earthquake their minds.
I won't succeed alone, I need people to follow.
We are giving birth to death.
Earthquake their minds.
We must give another chance, we keep it as a claim.
We can't let it go on `cause we would be to blame.
There's no reaction from anyone for what has been done and is done.
They feed our souls with a black out.
These loaded guts are nothing until we wake up from that litany.
I had the world on the phone, I heard that everything went numb :
we are giving birth to death.
Earthquake their minds.
I won't succeed alone, I need people to follow.
We are giving birth to death.
Earthquake their minds.
