Take a fucking good look
at just what you did:
you set a raging fire in the heart of a kid.
Your words
and the message you sent
are held in my heart as they burn in my head.
It burns. It burns inside my head.
Even if you chose a different path to tread.
It was something inside,
it was something more to us.
So you chose a different path
from the one you once tread.
That's just the cycle of life,
so take your steps ahead.
That doesn't change one thing in my life.
I'll never cease
to keep your words alive.
Because I still believe in what was said,
I'll hold on to the last thread.
I still believe in what was said.
Your absence doesn't bring my value's death.
It was something inside,
it was something more to us.
A hero's fall will never change what I think,
because at the core of my heart,
this is something more than ink.
Something more than ink
on a page
on a shirt
on the back of my hand,
it's something written in stone.
These words we wrote in stone.
So what the fuck
are you going to do kid?
Still rattling the chains of the gates of the world..
But you can't quite pretend.
Still tasting youth's bitter exile
here in your empty generation's wasteland..
where all the things that you've been clinging to
are being ripped from your hands.
Restless soul,
this place will never be your home.
And if you want to have it all,
you've got to let it all go.
Before the adult world strings you up
and skins your skinny bones
clean to the bone.
Because all this time you've been searching
for something real.
And now the pressure is coming down on you.
You've gotta turn this despair inside out
and turn it into your way out.
'Cause heaven knows you're sinking,
and I know we're much the same.
So cheers to our rebel hearts,
not just another fuck you.
But a beside love song for a chosen few.
We feel like we've been left
in the wind to die in the dust,
with no one speaking to us.
So we're speaking up.
Throwing out our anchor against the fear,
your revelation time is near.
So try and listen to the voice urging you on
Saying, "This is it kid.
This is your last chance.
And this is the only way to glory.
And this is our last dance."
This speaks for itself.
Every voice you've silenced,
and every life you've taken:
recollections from your distant past.
The tortured and the dying
from a legacy of hatred
are back to echo in your ears.
Screams you thought for sure wouldn't last.
But you can't kill an idea.
I will not be ruled.
You can't kill an idea.
WE will not be ruled.
"Disrupt, Misdirect, Isolate and Neutralize."
Like the Trudells who burned alive in '79.
Now those enemies of the hour
are the focus of this moment.
For as long as we are here,
every voice remains alive.
Because you can't kill an idea.
I will not be ruled.
You can not kill an idea.
We will not be ruled..
by fear.
I pledge no allegiance
to the undeniable mistakes of america.
Which to the plutocracy for which it stands
so many nations and their gods have become invisible.
With liberty and justice reserved
for a precious chosen few.
Let our allegiances lie with those
betrayed by the facade.
for the calm is an illusion.
"The struggle is not over, it assumes new forms."
For no matter what the face, no matter what the name..
It's still..
WAR.
So here I am:
picking up the pieces..
of broken promises that I could never keep.
And i'm too afraid
to face up to the truth of my past,
so I just push it all away.
But i'll be sitting right here,
with my head in my hands.
And once again those memories
are washing over me.
"Feeling alone and wanting to die,
we used to find a reason to feel alive."
But none of that will ever change the past,
because I let you down
when you needed me the most.
and i'll be sitting right here.
with my head in my hands.
I can only hope that one day i'll find it in myself
to say those words to you.
Two words that i'm afraid to speak:
I'm sorry.
I only hope you can understand.
Understand.
"I'm sorry, but I have to go."
I said those words before,
but now I hear them from your lips.
As much as I want to hold on to everything,
I just have to smile,
and wave goodbye.
Because you can't compete with dreams.
Push yourself on.
Follow your heart to where it leads.
And i'll miss you when you're gone,
but i'll keep moving on.
Moving on to the words that i'm too scared to say.
and just like that it's gone.
Yeah, the reality, it hits me in the face.
And as I watch you walk away,
I know time just can't erase
everything you meant to me.
And I wouldn't change a thing.
I won't forget what we've lost.