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BOY SETS FIRE lyrics : "Chapters 3: Endorsement"

[It is the belief of Marx that the personal is dead; that all is
the political. Throughout history this can be seen as true; that
the choices we make every day influence and shape the world

around us. Edmund Bruce wrote in his book Reflections that
government preyed on the basest instincts found in man; the fear
of death and the desire to make money. Bruce found that

government did not do anything to promote any ideals or values;
all that was left was death and taxes (the often cited "only
sure things") and people were left empty and suspicious of one

another. Imagine the American citizenry as a group of rats
squabbling over refuse found in a garbage, fighting viciously
fighting with one another over that one piece of rancid cheese,

while the real rats (big business, government) sit in their
great halls and eat their pounds of flesh. This distrust and
fear of each other has permeated every aspect of American life.

A stranger is treated with fear and distrust at best, and
outright hostility at worst. The media fosters this distrust by
airing and reporting the most brutal sensationalized stories

possible. The American citizen must learn to trust their fellow
man again and realize whom the real criminals are.]


"i create my own. I no longer revolve. around your resentment. I
can smell the hatred behind your tearing sneer. I am no longer
threatened by this judgment throne. lies. dead. stagnant.

change. forgetting one more day. I could really care less about
your lame confinement. my ego's not worth saving when true
change is not met. forgetting one last day. I can't understand.

but I feel this rage is spreading on inside me. you tread on me
like you have before. my body is broke but my soul's unbowed.
your laughter fuels a will to move inside of me that I've never

felt. standing, grabbing ground. your faces all drown out. I
can't understand but I can't stop forward moving. I won't be
pulled down anymore this is all I have no matter what scorn.

ears sliced off by complacency do their bodies no good for the
words they speak. you tried your best to take me down and then
explained that's what friends are for. your ruled me out. you

ruled me out

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