I find it hard to say, that everything is alright
Don't look at me that way, like everything is alright
'Cause my own eyes can see, through all your false pretenses
But what you fail to see, is all the consequences
You think our lives are cheap, and easy to be wasted
As history repeats, so foul you can taste it
And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it
His life so incomplete, and nothing can replace it
And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it
Your lives so incomplete, and nothing can replace it
Fret not thyself I say, against these laws of man
'Cause like the bible says, His blood is on their hands
And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say, is rebel
While today is still today, choose well

And while the people sleep, too comfortable to face it
Your lives are so incomplete, and nothing, and no one, can replace it

And what I gotta say, and what I gotta say
And what I gotta say is rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel, rebel

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