Saturday, September 12
And it's a sad picture, the final blow hits you.
Somebody else gets what you wanted again.
You know it's all the same, another time and place.
Repeating history and you're getting sick of it, but I believe in whatever you do.
And I'll do anything to see it through.
Because these things will change, can you feel it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down.
it's a revolution, the time will come for us to finally win.
Oh, so we've been outnumbered, raided and now cornered.
It's hard to fight when the fight ain't fair.
We're getting stronger now from things they never found.
They might be bigger but we're faster and never scared.
You can walk away and say we don't need this.
But there's something in your eyes says we can beat this
Oh, tonight we standed on our knees,
To fight for what we worked for all these years.
And the battle was long, it's the fight of our lives.
Will we stand up champions tonight?
It was the night things changed, can you see it now?
These walls that they put up to hold us back fell down.
It's a revolution, throw your hands up.
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