Keep Up Video (MV)

Speak of peace, hide a club
Double talk, promise trust
Kiss and tell, lying love
Consume it all returning none
Tell yourself you can't be wrong
Jury's out, cause they've all been hung

Something is different
The outrage becoming brighter
Upon the sunshine of summer
Are the winds of November
Maybe we'll make it with our heads buried in sand
But my guess is that it won't be long before there's blood upon our hands

Time is up, my selfish one
At the door, your bell is rung
Swinging clubs, here they come
Wars begun, come on boy "get some"

Revolution ain't a song
No, it's a bad motherf*cker and a gun
Sometimes I wish I could be the one
To bear the burden of a psycho's fun
Maybe I'll make it with my head buried in sand
But my guess is that it won't be long before there's blood upon these hands

Can't keep up, can't keep up with it anymore
Can't keep up, lettin' hate just take its course