Dig up some dirt It's not too deep And when you find it, it may follow you to sleep But that's alright to keep it on your mind And let it trickle from your tongue as you decide
Just what you feel is true No one can take your voice from you And all through the halls my echo calls of how The earth is giving in from down below But no one seems to care Just as long as they don't know
How much longer Do we wait around For the few that have control To finally take it How much longer Do we wait around Do we wait for the fallout
Call out the weak Who dock the worker's pay to get the raise Oh they forgot to heed That Karma never sleeps Well I, I refuse to dance for all your puppeteers I'm the psycho with the scissors Cutting the strings, my echo sings of how The earth is giving in from down below But no one seems to care Just as long as they don't know
How much longer Do we wait around For the few that have control To finally take it How much longer Do we wait around Do we wait for the fallout