And now we feel let down
By the way you act
By the way you pose
Like you got something to say
But we hear hear nothing, f*cking nothing at all
And still you stand on your stage
But what the f*ck for?
Don't you know we want something more?
Born, raised to defy you: The proud and privileged to-know-nothing-fools
And their empty, hollow, religion of cool –
When there's a war of injustice and hurt out there:
The coward and cool sit back and block their ears
But I can't, I won't, play deaf to the sound
Of a culture with its head in the ground
No I won't stay down like a fallen tree
I won't stay down like you want me
I won't stay down cause I once vowed to be counted and stand the f*ck up:
To blissful, ignorant fools
And to the sad, violent moronic thugs
But to my brothers & sisters dying to be free, and fellow seekers of substance & peace:
I won't play blind when I can see
I won't play dumb when I can think
I won't play quiet when I can speak truth:
To power that dumbs this down to a violent place
To power that can't hear me, I'll scream this in its f*cking face:
Fooled, cheated, ripped off, no more, by your mainstream fake hardcore