Riot
PAUL SMITH
What is the world that we see
I think evolution is at the end of it's tree today
Where do we go from here
Without fear without harmony
What's left to say (honestly) the games we play
When our president can't even read
Riot my hands in the air
Riot we don't fucking care
This empire's crumbling down
Greed of the nations will burn to the ground again
But will we understand
Raise our hands for equality