Texty:
Smoke Or Fire The Speakeasy

The tension in the air is swelling like a bubble about to break Students have shut down universities and taken to the streets The DNC has left Chicago

to burn you at the stake People are strange that way, with what they choose to embrace Want you all for themselves, then shun you if you grow or change

take care of each other in their time of need Here we are illegal, most pretend we don?t exist We are only hands to work, with no voice or face Please

God always thought we were a bird I'd bounce off the sun And I'd never return to this place It's such a disgrace It cut my arms and my legs off And burned

I'm searching for the words. I'm looking for a way to renew my faith in Humanity. Are people born bad? Are people born good, or passive and control way

My youth is slipping away The chorus is over We?re left single notes To sound and to fade There?s no fixed road There?s no straight line To merely drift

us interfere When we see injustice Don?t let anybody tell you that you?ve gone insane Go with what your gut tells you to do and never be Intimidated or