We've got a long way from here
Sunken into the grave with fear
Fall back into the grasp of conformity
Small acts then relapse into destruction again
All eyes towards the center stage
Time slinks away and there's no escape
Hurling your words like molotovs in a bar
And its warm inside the flames
Another symptom of the system
It's all in due time
And if the people are the remnants
There's revolution inside
We've got a long way from here
Sunken into the grave with fear
From the clutches of mania and it's iron grip
Impulse decisions and pushing the wrong limits
Trying to maintain some self respect
Clinging on to my ego
Gotta learn to ease the grip
Just let it go