Lyric discussion by sadnessSiren 

Sick of being sick and tired, Sick of understanding

How many people really care? How many will be standing? I'll light the match, the flame, the fuse, the bomb, Rescue the world from slavery.

I won't eat another rotten apple, Though I've grown to like the taste.

Some of the lines sound almost political to me. The average person sees no corruption in how things are ran and can see no further than themselves, and he's lived in the lie because of how easy it has been (rotten apple line), but he's come to realize how messed up it is and how other people can so easily ignore it, and he wants to do something about it..

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