They see you treading lightly, We all appease our fate
Now apathy is thriving, an enigmatic state
I've seen you suffocating, and still you heed their call
A waste of pure potential, now drowning in the trawl
You think you're going nowhere, so now you seek your cure
OD'd on false pretenses and still you're craving more
Desires turn to vengeance, you search for casualties
There is no substitution for what you can't set free
Take control you own your actions
Onus on the few that know
Division scorching motivation
Saints and Sinners, Heed the Revolution
The Irony is nasty, replacing corporate greed
With all your time and effort, their laws becoming creed
Some momentary silence, filled with anxiety
No life is worth a dollar, breaking society
The terror taken lightly, a cadence that you own
No sense in living kindly, a new and lofty low
Our chains are moving forward, there needs to be unrest
This is an Era calling, this is the final test
Take control you own your actions
Onus on the few that know
Division scorching motivation
Saints and Sinners, Heed the Revolution
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