Dark Roasted Rock. Served in Your Face.

 

Face the Music


You're always free to disagree and speak your mind
as long as no one hears you
Pretend not to see what's going on and lies behind
the smokescreen of their virtue

You cannot run cannot hide
But you don't have to swallow your pride
and die inside

Face the music, be a man
Fight the system any way you can
Hold your ground, don’t give in
Don’t let them get under your skin

Hold on to your life
There's shattered glass under your feet
and every step will make 'em bleed
They'll stab and twist the knife
Stoke the fire, turn up the heat,
dissatisfaction guaranteed

You cannot run cannot hide...

Face the music, be a man
Just let the shit hit the fan
Hold your ground, don’t give in
Don’t let them win