The sound of gunfire shocked a nation. Five down, five people dead. The country wakes up after fifty years asleep. And the flag has got a slight touch of red.
The first of the nonbelievers. They denied every single word he said. Though he could assure them the men in parade. Would lead them into even grayer days.
Back on track after years of distraction. The truth is an effect I couldn't find in the peace. Try dealing with authentic situation. Caught in between dreams and a proper education.
I do my best to stand up straight,. keep my feet on solid ground.. All i need is my loyal, my loyal companions. six strings and the explosive sound.. .
I've got a few true friends making stakes by my side. Give me the odds, don't mean a thing to me. We slam the door behind, heading for ninety nine. Taking back the ground like chronic thieves.
He was one of the few true rebels, a small town bomber. Drew his final tag and ran out of sight. And he was no simple thief or dirty robber. 21 years of age, he kissed the world goodnight.
A boy grabs a bottle. And another boy plays with powerful chords. At full throttle. Now what you gonna do when pissed and bored?. . Garage entertainment.
The ground is shaking. It's the sign of a reaction. No more lies. Tell people they are justified. Look who's watching. Ready for a clash, ready to step in.
Well, I'm stuck here between hope and frustration. Keep getting thrown from side to side. It's an familiar situation. I'm on life's own rollercoasterride.
Wanna crawl like a maggot inch by inch. Or move like a swallow, up in the air on spread wings. . There's something about the way. They're all moving. .
Oh, oh, oh. . I still have that feeling. I always thought that it would disappear. Just like a faithful dog. It followed me throughout the years. . I've got a place, I've got a place.
Distorted minds, shut, blind. It's out of order. There's nothing but silence. Not a voice can be heard. . Closed down, out of line. It's a mind state border.
The snow comes falling down. The flakes do their best to cover up the ground. And I'm inside looking out. The sun has swept away to make place for the night.
Bombraids, dead cities, bombraids, dead citizens.. Casualties civilian government destruction.. More bombs, more cities, more burning bodies for the cause..
Well, I never had a thing for free. Never had a bright star to guide me. But I tell you, I'm going all the way. I know it sounds like a cliche. . It's my own war.
I creatively freestyle my way through the concrete. I stick and move like boxers do. Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance. I Dance like a butterfly and I sting like a bee.
Monday mornin' wonderin'. What's that little somethin'. That's gonna solve it once again?. . It burns inside of me. Wanna get it out you see. Wanna leave before I'll go insane.
Whatever happened to your faith and dedication?. Your wish to demolish the white city walls.. I heard you a hundred times saying i feel unstoppable,. and now you're gone like you've already seen it all..
We're headed for an unknown destination. new administration rules. if I could change the world I would. but I'm headed for unknown territory. fear points me in the wrong direction.
One song on the edge of my lips. One back pocket where my fingers fit. One sun in my blue sky. One name that my sharpie writes. Seems like I get so single minded.