The ruinous resentment
Rebels bellyache the present
Like they ran a taste for weapons
Edges slashing through the air
Until you feel a taste of life
And listen, open up your sight
Before your mind appears a sprite
Another land you've seldom dreamed
Can a man be truly free
The thought is heavy, you'd agree
Inside the cage is brought to knees
The mines' escape-d canary
Rebels do love to just say [current-state-no-matter-what-that-state-is] SUCKS! it was better back then or it'll be better if we do this thing.
Reminds me of this verse:
Hipstas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw
Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw
Party like a cowboy or a rockstar
Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off
Goldie -