No postponements on revolt! Revolt! Revolt! No postponements on revolt! Revolt! Revolt! No postponements on revolt! Couldn't fall asleep the other day. Neurotic thoughts, they had me swaying. Considered inefficient. Excluded from decisions made. Boring life. Constraint. Routine. Unbridled passion is what we need. Embarrassed all, we turn our heads. Can't face the evident. We get accustomed to our chains. Neglect the urgency of change. And silent we consent. But restoration of the movement generates new motivations. When boredom rules discomfort reigns. I'm only sure of one thing, anticipating nothing. I wanna scream, I wanna shout it... We've got to try and crush it down. Down! We can't uphold a system that leads us to our end. We can't afford extinction. Guilt staining our hands.
