we will dance as they dance, sing as they sing until our words lose all meaning and all that is left will be echoes of their sound. it's all over you play both sides you see who wins and you compromise. lost between the well studied lines, so went the dream we passed on through.
no latecomers. cultivate and assimilate the words the actions the heart of yet another bastard subculture. destroy every page until they all tell the same story.
you sing words you don't understand you drop names to impress the ones you lied to to impress the ones you danced to. tonight let's dance our own dance, tonight let's make this our last.
refuse the refuse, ascertain knowledge from all forms of hate. shake off the fake out rhetoric and ditch the copy and paste: references only spoken here.
rebuild the city with new walls with open doors on both sides. rebuild ourselves with new ears.
for every sun that sets to return every ship that sails must be allowed to sink.
the seed is sewn for a minute we're reborn for a minute we're free to think to drop the act to never let them consume us so that our strength may no longer be hidden.
all words must be confronted and nothing taken for granted except our impressionability.