Failure from RUIN by Already In Jail

What happens to power when the politicians go to sleep at night/ while we slept in the gutters and ate moldy bread to keep up the fight/ against the cops bussed from suburbs they bust into town just to bust our heads/ and now there's no moving forward while the men wielding power still have their wrinkly heads
We keep getting older while the world keeps burning like a dying star/ I was promised a future but our insurrection never got very far/ and now we're living with failure the anarchists' greatest legacy/ but we keep moving onward because you can't kill a living history
But everyday feels like failure and every day feels like failure/ but we can't stop won't stop til them rich heads roll like plop, plop, plop/ until every day won't feel like failure

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