Rebels In a Riot

I tell you innocence is stolen a crime that's not reported but i'll ask for it's return and paste up home made flyers. These drugs,money and power collapse apon the tower killing most ambitions and there never seen again. Temptations rose a plan that rode on broken honors that harassed all our fathers and pushed them to an end. The papers and the giants those kings of under mining, pilots who fly the dream of dreamers. and there never seen again. Could i call you friend? could i ever see your face unveiled. Stop playing pretend this world is such a riot. The stars are cold and age never bids you well we are all dying to get in this world is such a riot. Of mice or men they ask you are you brave or just unsure? would you walk across the fire knowing just how bad it burns? well they'll trick you with a smile and a hand shake full of faith. but they laugh the while inside knowing you won't survive the break. and the choir keeps on singing it's celebratory graces. as you march off to the airplane. soon your dreams will be departed. and they grab you by the coat tails just to make the message clear that even before you start the dream you won't make it out of here. Could i call you friend? could i ever see your face unveiled. Stop playing pretend this world is such a riot. The stars are cold and age never bids you well we are all dying to get in this world is such a riot. so take my hand but im unsure of just how far we are going but this world must never know were the rebels in the riot. so take my hand but im unsure of just how bad this world is going but this world must answer because we know we are the rebels in the riot.