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I’ve seen the blood

I’ve seen the broken

The lost and the sights unseen

I want a flood

I want an ocean

To wash my confusion clean

I can’t resolve this empty story

I can’t repair

The damage done

We are the fortunate ones

Who’ve never faced opression’s gun

We are the fortunate ones

Imitations of rebellion

We acted it out

We wear the colors

Confined by the things we own

We’re not without

We’re like each other

Pretending we’re here alone

And far away, they burn their buildings

Right in the face of the damage done

We are the fortunate ones

Who’ve never faced opression’s gun

We are the fortunate ones

Imitations of rebellion

Rebellion

Rebellion

Rebellion

REBELLION

REBELLION

WE LOST

BEFORE

THE START

REBELLION

REBELLION

ONE BY ONE

WE FALL

APART

WE FALL APART

WE FALL APART

WE FALL APART

We are the fortunate ones

Who’ve never faced opression’s gun

We are the fortunate ones

Imitations of

Imitations of

We are the fortunate ones

Who’ve never faced opression’s gun

We are the fortunate ones

Imitations of Rebellion

Rebellion

Rebellion

Rebellion