Fiction Reform
Fiction Reform - Cancerous Gold lyrics
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I know a place where A place I used to be A street where the kids lived They lived in apathy I know your cancerous gold And all your riches are untold We pound the pavement with zealous dreams We are not the remnants to grease your seams Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban cities sprawling speak Revelation's hesitation Beat beat on the tepid asphalt Boot, braces, and anarchy Didn't care about the nine to five ideals All we knew is that we were free To the millions of heartless, greedy, and old We pound the pavement with zealous dreams We are not the remnants to grease your seams Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban cities sprawling speak Revelation's hesitation We're coming home, taking it back We're coming home, cleaning out the rats We're coming home, taking taking it all back We're coming home Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban cities sprawling speak Revelation's hesitation