There was never anything that was made defective or out of place When I drew upon the well to drink compa**ion, I drew lies No hell will burn your flesh this time, no lie will be unturned Love started it all, and what you are is beautiful Everything you've been taught, it had to be taught Because it wouldn't come naturally Always trying to improve, perfect, and rearrange What is perfect, this revolution was made in pain Wake up, defection is what they had in mind Wake up, it starts right here This revolution was forever filled with pain And we exploded from a thousand points of light