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Seeds of rebellion lay outside your front door. If you nourish them and water them theyll grow
into a healthy what for?
And if revolution isnt whats in store, how can you care anymore?
Its a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift. In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip lest
the state of your resolve makes you quickly devolve to a fundamentalist.
Youre an archetype that they can pin to the wall when you cling to your convictions like a farm
animal in its stall, never thinking of the bigger world outside, as they take you for a ride.
Its a dangerous slip, a conscientious shift. In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip.
Because passion unabated can be readily conflated with belligerence.
Its a dangerous slip and a conscientious shift. In the spirit of resistance you gotta hold your grip.
And the verdict wont be kind, cuz theyre desperate for a viable alternative.
Take a stance. The resist stance. Take a stance. The resist stance. Take a stance. The resist
stance. Take a stance. The resist stance!