Troys’ Bucket

Easy to live without it
Hard not to think about it
Injustice calls me out and now it wants to play
Our elders don't believe it
Some people tend to leave it behind their shallow minds and hide it all away
I get one wish?
I'm asking to throw away the passive

It felt good to be the rebel for the day
I'm here to say go away from me
Some people try to fake it
They just can't take it
But something deep inside won't let me turn away
The anger that I borrow will be no good tomorrow
Unless I give it back in honor of your ways