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We're social bandits because we will not be bought and sold We might be tortured and we might die But our ideas, our actions, our movement will not cease We're growing restless, oppression pushing us to the edge How much pain will we bare? Will you sale out the masses to save your own soul? Too afraid, so you obey your masters, till you're on the chopping block Thinking you could become one of them And you could become one of them...but not everyone Revolution is knocking, blood-stained power structures are cracking It's okay if I'm not individually happy, because we're not all free We the revolutionaries, we're peacefully building the army We'll sleep, at night, easily knowing we're challenging the powers that be
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Jan 5, 2013
Jan 5, 2013 at 5:12 PM UTC
Real Restless Revolution
We're social bandits because we will not be bought and sold We might be tortured and we might die But our ideas, our actions, our movement will not cease We're growing restless, oppression pushing us to the edge How much pain will we bare? Will you sale out the masses to save your own soul? Too afraid, so you obey your masters, till you're on the chopping block Thinking you could become one of them And you could become one of them...but not everyone Revolution is knocking, blood-stained power structures are cracking It's okay if I'm not individually happy, because we're not all free We the revolutionaries, we're peacefully building the army We'll sleep, at night, easily knowing we're challenging the powers that be
January 5, 2013
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Jan 5, 2013
Jan 5, 2013 at 5:12 PM UTC
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