The Children Of The Riot

Everyone can relate to this
Everyone come straight to this
Everyone who lives in fear
Everyone don’t she’d a tear
We are the children of the riot we will not be silenced
I’ve got my gun. I’ve got my knife
I’ve got your number
You’re out of time
You’re out of time
You’re out of
We are the children of the riot we will not be silenced
I won’t stand alone there’s a war around me and I feel at home
I won’t be afraid of the violent choices that I’ve made
In my veins holds nothing but concrete
Distrust everyone my voice is my gun