Black Masks & Gasoline
Rise Against
Revolutions Per Minute (2003)

Simply because you can breathe
Doesn't mean you're alive
Or that you really live
This life has taken its toll
And she just doesn't know how much more she can give

But here, at the top of the world, where I raise my hands and I clench my fists
They stand before me below demanding the answers with flips of a switch

I don't understand where you got this idea
So deeply engrained in your head
(That this world) Is something that you must impress
Because I couldn't care less

A need for revolution's rising, it comes to the surface, gasping for air,
We're not putting up with this planet one more day much less one more year

I don't understand where you got this idea
So deeply engrained in your head
(That this world) Is something that you must impress,
Because I couldn't care less

So here and now, in our rotting nation
The blood, it pours, it's all on our hands now
We live, in fear, of our own potential
To win, to lose, it's all on our hands now

I have an American Dream
But it involves black masks and gasoline
One day I'll turn these thoughts into screams
At a world turned its back down on me

I don't understand where you got this idea
So deeply engrained in your head
(That this world) Is something that you must impress
Because I couldn't care less