Revolution! Revolution!
A hollow cry
When you won't
Change anything that means giving up something
Giving up something

We're tired, we're hungry
But ever so passive
Sitting and waiting
Changes nothing

The fear eats you alive
Swallowing gravel feels comfortable with time
The fear eats you alive
Swallowing gravel feels comfortable with time

Calloused hands feed the hand that feeds
And takes

Sick
Covered in dirt
You're slaves to their intentions

Compliance
Compliance
Compliance

You feed the machine
You feed the machine