Story Behind the Song
THe song was written in my bedroom, the motivation was music and inspiration was life.
Lyrics
Come on, get wild, and and kiss your star
(The Revolution is in my head)
Verses:
Stupid girls screaming on the bus
Vandalizing our system that sucks
An old lady is sad, cause she can't read
Read sadness int the words that we see
The newspaper is bleeding, more rapes and more deaths
Alienated teenagers, they just don't care (Nerds)
Angry cops, kids screaming, it's hot
People acting, like they're street dogs
You go to the shopping mall, a friend antagonize
You eat transgenic food, and drink a bottle of wine
Your lover talks to you, she can't look to your eyes
You think "Mss. NIcotine", she knows you criticise
Mother, looks to you, and wonder who you are
You say "I love you mom, but forget to define"
Stupid boys, discussing, who has the better house
But the warning is the poverty of their mind
Some friends, laughing, breaking windows' glasses
But then they come, and make you don't care
Green guitars, piercings, and missing classes
Will be, the pride of our death
Illusion continues, it's hard to face the truth
You even, don't have money, to buy an attitude
Look to our hair, I am waiting you criticise
Slave of your own image, prostitute of your mind
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