Texty:
The International Noise Conspiracy Armed Love

I see the faces everywhere I wanna see them all, and I see the monikers written on the wall starts like an echo turns into a roar, the sound of silence

feel the gravity under your feet now blowing speakers trying to figure out how to turn it up and turn it loose tonight to have rhythm and revolution

and brother if you want to join in please feel free it comes everywhere it comes all at once below and above from desperate times comes radical minds living armed love

woke up and yet again something isn't right there is talk about dancing on the barricades but someone special is on my mind <a href="http://www.testimania

I wanna explode like the times when we were getting down down under the pavement what do you think that we might find oh baby what's the secret behind