Revolutionary (Bang the Drum)

Brave the winter weather's storm
 As you trudge toward, your perpetual ending
 Shout and shiver, along side
 The "too far gones" and the "never weres."
 Fighting the war within has never felt so good
 Clawing and kicking for anything
 Fighting the war within has never felt this sweet
 Reaching and grabbing for anyone
 I can be the one to lead a revolution
 I can be the one to lead a revolution
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 Like pigs to the slaughter, you drop dead
 In a pool of your own filth
 Like pigs to the slaughter, you drop dead
 In a pool of your own filth
 Forever faithful to the idea that someday
 Sometime, you will have your kill
 Frustration sets in and down you go
 But it's a good thing that some dreams never die
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 We can be the ones to lead a revolution
 We can be the ones to lead a revolution
 It's a good thing some dreams never die
 Dreams don't die
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 Militia men march for the love of our sound
 Stamping sincerely to the heart in our song
 Militia men march for the love of our sound
 Stamping sincerely to the heart in our song