After The Eulogy - BoySetsFire

Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise

Rise, Rise, Rise, Rise

Written signed off in the obituary

What happened to us

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Watered down senses lost

Lazy, privileged

Denial and self-gratified

A tradition, passed down to

Our blood stained hands

Give in, give up

Give in, give up

Rise, Rise, Rise

Contented to strive for

New worthless slogans

We miss our potential

For action and substance

Contended to lie in

Our boring vomit

Suggesting arrangements

While others are dying

Stand up, fight back

Stand up, fight back

How many starving millions

Have to die on our front doorsteps

How many dying millions

Have to crawl to our front doorsteps

Written signed off in the obituary

What happened to us

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Watered down senses lost

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Where’s your anger, where’s your fucking rage

Content and corrupted

Contrive and disgusting

Dig a whole it’s all over

Forget the words and good intentions

Unless we rise

Unless we rise, rise …

Tear it down

Rise …