Lyrics

You leave us empty handed to fill your pockets
Your empty words fill our hearts
With promises of fear and hatred
And leave us fighting in the dark
You don't give a damn, your just keep your target
Trained on your counterpart
You talk a lot of revolution
If you want a fire, start with a spark

Woah
The words keep slipping away
Woah
My faith keep falling away

You just call it a game you think you know how to play
We call it bullshit, you call it art
You think you're safe from revolution
All it takes to start a fire, is a little spark