More calm than a heartbeat that flatlines, quiet like a dark street under the moonlight.

A phrase of action that's been screamed by the guts of men ever since their first experience.

Injustice, prejudice, discrimination, a word louder than a gunshot.

And softer than a baby's laugh, it will pass just like it always has until it spits off the lips the next man who's had it up to here.

Did somebody say a revolution? Or is it all in my head?

Is that what it takes to make a solution, your revolution?

And not the first or the last to imagine it, acknowledge the concepts, question and grasp it, rebel against the I, and bring down the self.

Mutiny, me overthrow you, rebellion starts within the time it's now.

Did somebody say a revolution? Or is it all in my head?

Is that what it takes to make a solution, solution?

Did somebody say a revolution? Or is it all in my head?

Is that what it takes to make a solution, your revolution?

Purple skies, devil lies, hypnotize.

Little lies, compromise, fireflies.

Samurais, parasites, fly by night, afterlife, materialize.

Look alike, stereotype, do or die, lullabies, black and white.

Did somebody say a revolution? Or is it all in my head?

Is that what it takes to make a solution, solution?

Did somebody say a revolution? Or at least it's been said.

Is that what it takes to make a solution, your revolution?