歌词
Prosaic armchair politics, it's easy to relent
Assuage popular positions without so much as a sweat
All words cut are nothing but ego and bullshit
When supported on infirm legs unwilling to persist
Buckled at the knees when it's time to hit the street
It's not just what we think; It's what we do
It doesn't start with them; it starts with you
Like a powder keg nestled near an open flame, ready to explode
So clear with what instills this rage with no solutions proposed
"Why bother participating in a broken system?"
When complaining feels so good but challenges nothing
Fuck that
Seize the power you have