Organize The Committee (For Public Safety)

Wake up, to this burning in my bed.
I used the water when I should have used the gasoline instead.
It gets me nowhere, it gets me nowhere

Wake up, with those demons in my head
You’re not that great, give up, you may as well do something else instead
It gets me nowhere, it gets me nowhere

And every day I’ll beat my head against this wall
It gets me nowhere, it gets me nowhere
The glacial pace of everything just leaves me cold
And gets me nowhere, it gets me nowhere

Wake up to this burning in your beds!
Will you douse the fire or add your mattress to the barricades instead?
Where does this leave us? No choice at all!

Rage fed, by the injustice of it all.
Princes are paupers and the greatest thieves among us still walk tall
What does this leave us? No choice at all!

And everyday we’ll beat our heads against this wall
It gets us nowhere, it gets us nowhere
The glacial pace of everything just leaves us cold
And gets us nowhere, it gets us nowhere
But we’ll push through