Dike of Your Confusion

I'm not crazy
I'm a daisy
I'll sing for who pays me
No sweat, Sir, I'm not gonna
Start a revolution

I don't have solutions
I don't have the thumbs to plug the
Dike of your confusion

Howling at the night, fire blacks the sky
Like tide, they'll rise up
I won't even mind
I won't try to
Stop a revolution
So start a revolution



Credits
Writer(s): Whores
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