Resurrection

Push it back
You want some self-expression, humble humanity
You better count your blessings in this world of rats and thieves
You hear my confessions as censor our sanity
Go ahead and ask your questions, come on and ask me

You want a resurrection, you want some anarchy
You want a motherfucking dose of reality
Here's your resurrection and here's your liberty
Here's your motherfucking dose of reality

Push it back
So here's your self destruction, invited formally
Come on and light them matches in light of liberty
Don't need authorization or your authority
Confessions of a generation that's gonna get free

You want a resurrection, you want some anarchy
You want a motherfucking dose of reality
Here's your resurrection and here's your liberty
Here's your motherfucking dose of reality

So here's your resurrection, and here's your anarchy
Come on and light them matches in light of liberty
So fuck authorization and your authority
Come on and push my buttons, come on and push me

You want a resurrection, you want some anarchy
You want a motherfucking dose of reality
Here's your resurrection and here's your liberty
Here's your motherfucking dose of reality



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Ebersold, Eugene Gales
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