Riiiise
Store-bought attitude and spit
A sugar-coated piece of shit
An instant rebel, just add greed
Another useless commodity
Broken glass and a broken jaw
Lies are told in a southern drawl
Poor house poverty's your schtick
The real thing would kill you quick
Rise, again we will rise 2x
Blood and fire used to fill the night
Burnt and drowned by our very lives
You missed a sinking boat by years
Dollar signs, crocodile tears
It's over now and long has been
Those days are gone wont come again
Another name crossed off the list
The real thing would kill you quick
Rise, again we will rise 2x
There's nothing for you to fight against
You're so unreal it's evident
You'll never be one of our kind
This ain't yours, fuck you don't try
This ain't yours, fuck you don't try
This ain't yours, fuck you don't try
This ain't yours, fuck you don't TRYYY
This bridge was burnt before you could cross
You reap the benfits of what's lost
Go home son, hang your costume up
A goddamn insult to the rest of us
A thousand yard stare across the south
A full belly and a lying mouth
Momma's boy plays heroic
The real thing would kill you quick
Rise, again we will rise 2x
There's nothing for you to fight against
You're so unreal it's evident
You'll never be one of our kind
This ain't yours, fuck you don't try
Rise, Fuck you, don't even try
Rise, Fuck you, your time is nigh
Rise, Fuck you, I've had enough
Rise, Fuck you, your time is up. [2x]
Writer(s): John Campbell, Will Adler, David Randall Blythe, Mark Morton, Chris Adler
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