Revolution! Revolution!
A hollow cry
When you won't
Change anything that means giving up something
Giving up something
We're tired, we're hungry
But ever so passive
Sitting and waiting
Changes nothing
The fear eats you alive
Swallowing gravel feels comfortable with time
The fear eats you alive
Swallowing gravel feels comfortable with time
Calloused hands feed the hand that feeds
And takes
Sick
Covered in dirt
You're slaves to their intentions
Compliance
Compliance
Compliance
You feed the machine
You feed the machine
