Time Capsule

There's nowhere to hide

Headlines to heartache, the blink of an eye

It's always a war

My head's half the battle and I lose some days

I wear my heart on my sleeve

And I believe

The empire is starting to burn

Revolution in the air

I've seen this story before

The chalk on the pavement, a sign of the times

Oh, I wear my heart on my sleeve

And I believe

The empire is starting to burn

Revolution

In the air

In the, in the air

I'm sick of waiting for my problems to be solved

On hold with the customer service of my credit card

Identified only as a comsumer, I lay broke on the line

It's a sad reality of disaster capitalism and greed

Disease, and global strife

But there has always been a resistance

A living, raging, underbelly denied resources

But we must never miss an opportunity

Resistance is as necessary as the air we breathe

As necessary as the truth that will never be freely given

By those who aim to dim its light

The power is in the hands of the people

No one can control the population