I saw them take the teachers away,
But I never thought to ask what for.
I let it slide while I fought with more important things,
And now the wolves are at the front door. But they only attack if you run from them.
I heard that they were hacking up writers, And telling painters what colors to use.
I thought about raising my voice to protest,
But I'm sure that they know better than I do.

We are we are the discontent.
In cliche fragments of the strength we represent.
Devoid of substance,
And plagued with doubt.
The wolves are at the front door
And we're all just sitting around.

Finally thought about facing them down,
Ended up with my face in the ground,
Zip tied with a boot in my back,
Voice crushed before we ever made a sound.

We are we are the discontent.
In cliche fragments of the truth we represent. Devoid of substance,
And plagued with doubt.
The wolves are at the front door
And I find myself just sitting down.

So when you tell yourself, don't get involved.
It'll be over when they've left,
And then we can try again.
You're lying to yourself-they're never gone,
It isn't over in the end, it's never over.

We are we are the discontent.
In cliche fragments of the strength we represent.
Devoid of substance,
And plagued with doubt.
The wolves are at the front door
And we're all just sitting around.

Life is too short to live in panic,
Or in doubt, take this chance, make it count.
Make it count.


Lyrics submitted by X405pastmidnight

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