Snapcase - Ten A.M. (Good Morning, Mr. Coelacanth) Lyrics
The opposition, carcinogenic sweat that hides.The persecution, these hidden walls keep us aligned.Yeah, they keep us in line.Fourteen hours more.Covert tonight.The operation, a covert plan to get outside.The consecration, an archetype of a will that shines.Shining alive!Will you die or can we keep you alive?When there is a machine gun on every corner, you won't see me.When there is a federal eye in every household, you won't see me.When your every move is monitored, you won't see me.And when it's all too late, you won't see me.