Smells Like Revolution

My head is turning

and felling out of place

this booze is really going to

burn my pain

afraid, not afraid

why do I always try to be this way?

Your talking about not to

Recognize my face

And I won't feel ashamed

If I'm getting busted

While looking for something else

Smells like revolution

And tastes like evolution

My game, our game

The music is climbing all

My reasoning instead

And my fears are walking

All around my bed

But I won't pray again

I believe there's nothing

I will do but this

I don't belong to lies

I won't let you blind

No longer want you to cry

But these are no simple times