Writer: John William Tuomi III, Joseph Michael-Anthony Di Cicco
Composer: John William Tuomi III, Joseph Michael-Anthony Di Cicco
Lyrics
They have left us
Without sorrow
No more use for
Pills to swallow
They have left us
None to follow
Without souls
Too broke and hollow
Maybe We Could
Fight the good fight
Maybe We Could
Turn out alright
Maybe We Could
End disorder
Maybe We Could
All be warmer
You don't like the facts
Hit it with a "fake news"
The media's only biased
When it goes against you
History teaches tyrants
Tend to their own truth
Essential to controlling
The people that they rule
So fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
I'll spit this
Shit for kicks
From my mouth
To God's ears
You'll choke on
All the dicks
Fashioned from all of the
Bullshit rhetoric
That you have fed your fans
For so long
Like addicts
I've had it
Your ass is the next curve to flatten
The revolution's a reaction
We demand action
Film the Police
Hit the voting booths
Force change to happen
Maybe we could
Fight the good fight
Maybe we could
Turn out alright
Maybe we could
End disorder
Maybe we could
All be warmer
All be warmer
All be warmer
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