Rebellion is the New Black Letra

Reveal their stained glass skin

After all, do they feel this alive?
Do they sing the way that we always have?
I read somewhere, maybe in a magazine
That rebellion is the new black

And I can't hear my stifled voice
As my throat begins to crack
Muscles locked in atrophy
I feel my mind collapse

Debutante cuts a rug at the Marxist ball
Shakes her hips to a beat she cannot feel
She's got the steps down, she's got the form
Debutante missed a step and now she's gone

Release me from this facaade

After all, I can't feel my lungs