Lyrics
Through restraint of the pen and tongue, when the opposite is true Fumes, lest we forget honestly
standing post at the secrets that they keep
Through patriotic reveries, when everything we ve learned is wrong Fumes, standing post at the secrets that they keep
Now the system is running on fumes, does it make you sick inside, men of science who put us to sleep
Bringing doctrine inside of our schools, to recreate the american way Fumes, where everything we learn is wrong
That we approximate democracy that way, to recreate the american way, lest we forget all we ve lost
With beautiful for spacious skies, through a lens free of abject, with empires built on fantasies
Does it make you sick inside, tear dissent and our choices away
men of science who put us to sleep
That we approximate democracy that way, we ve gone too far to turn back now Fumes, bringing doctrine inside of our schools
can the sacrifice be absolute
Through a lens free of abject, lest we forget all we ve lost
Through restraint of the pen and tongue, tear dissent and our choices away Good, that we approximate democracy that way
Have we wasted our best years, does it make you sick inside, when the opposite is true
Where everything we learn is wrong, when the opposite is true, there s an outcome that we can t assume
the refraction of history
Prospectus as curriculum, now the system is running on fumes, does it make you sick inside
There s an outcome that we can t assume, denial and the presence of fantasy, when the opposite is true
where everything we learn is wrong
Bringing doctrine inside of our schools, with empires built on fantasies, with beautiful for spacious skies
there s an outcome that we can t assume
Break the will of the young, now the system is running on fumes on, that we approximate democracy that way
When the opposite is true, and the animus we realize is finally dawning on you Running, now the system is running on fumes
Lest we forget honestly, that we approximate democracy that way, denial and the presence of fantasy
Now the system is running on fumes, what we need is to see
That we approximate democracy that way, for the sanctified traditions that we pray Riddance, men of science who put us to sleep
Break the will of the young, through restraint of the pen and tongue
With empires built on fantasies, through restraint of the pen and tongue
For the sanctified traditions that we pray, through patriotic reveries, lest we forget honestly
To recreate the american way, men of science who put us to sleep, through patriotic reveries
What we need is to see, when everything we ve learned is wrong Running, for the sanctified traditions that we pray
