Preview
Well itīs a force of nature to be recognized in the various equations of the social kind.
As we look to our left and we turn to our right always taken back when the heat starts to rise, rise.
No one will tell you
Nobody will tell you
[Chorus]
Itīs a measure of disorder
A matter of time
Weīre living in entropy
Well itīs random reaction thatīs divided by rage.
A single-handed effort in the escalade.
The static will clear as the masses evolve.
A loss of information as the message fades away, fades away.
No one will tell you
Nobody will tell you
[Repeat chorus]
Rise
Nobody will tell you
Rise
[Repeat chorus]