Vicodin Fascist Nightmare

When the rain
Floods my brain
You can drown
In our pain
Clever rhymes and dreams of revolution
The empty tea-kettles that we break

Is this freedom?
Does it matter?
Are we free
When we're alone?
Singing songs to the tears of the dead
Speeches tolling in our heads

Shining stars
Leave shadows dark
From our grey
Memories depart
Precious faith
Her human face
Raise our bloody fists and fade

Revolution
Revolution
Mmm-mmm-mm-mm
Ahh



Credits
Writer(s): Chad Carino
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