Vārdi:
After The Eulogy

Rise Written signed off in the obituary What happened to us? Where's your anger? Where's your fucking rage? Watered down senses lost Lazy privileged

I said I'm crazy one more time, picked up the phone And wondered why, so many years of hidden dreams Pushed down too far to ever win, locked doors and

How many times have I noticed That our eyes hardely ever meet From your judgment seat I can feel the anger for my very being Fill me in on when you became

We rely on subtle points and stabs at biting humour to reveal our tired roles of slave and domination who did you enlighten today humiliate to sell

On shift from 9 to 5, then from 6 to 3 Steals the soul machine forever tuning Class rebellion under noses the boss Is feeding on the living corpses Their

Rookie, I never thought this could be me I guess you never do until it's happening to you Like all the fun turns into shame And all the could have been

We raise the flags and statues to our mission We've spoken out in slogans and in campaigns Talked and talked on almost every issue Where oppression of

Time and time again Ive tried to erase myself one last time One less mouth that wont cause nausea its looking beautiful now I cant control From the inside

Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Rise! Written signed off in the obituary what happened to us Where's your anger where's your fucking rage Watered