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Cancerous Gold

Album: Revelation in the Palms of the Weak
By:
Fiction Reform

Duration

3:24

Genres

Hard Rock

Lyrics

I know a place where A place I used to be A street where the kids live They live in apathy I know your cancerous gold And all your riches are untold We pound the pavements with zealous dreams We are not the remnants to grease your seams Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban sprawling speak Revelation’s hesitation. Beat, beat on the trepid asphalt Boots, braces, and anarchy Didn’t care about the 9 to 5 ideals All we know is that we were free The youth’s longevity is harvested and sold By the millions of heartless, greedy, and old Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban sprawling speak Revelation’s hesitation. Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban sprawling speak Revelation’s hesitation. Whoa, we’re coming home taking it back Whoa, we’re coming home clearing the rats Whoa, we’re coming home taking, taking it back Whoa, we’re coming home Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban sprawling speak Revelation’s hesitation. Revolution in the palms of the weak Suburban sprawling speak Revelation’s hesitation.

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