Sam Ryder

Tiny Riot

There’s a feeling, there’s a fire
There’s a whisper preachin' to the choir
Take the leaders and the liars
Throw your fears on the funeral pyre
Keep on breathin', don’t go under
Keep your ear to the ground, hear the thunder
When the earth quakes, and the ground shakes
Throw your passion to the wind when the storm breakers
Mother, sister, father, brother
Step into the light and start a tiny riot
Stop being so god damn quiet
Got a spark in your heart, so strike it
Crush your way up here
Turn the pourin' rain to a tidal wave and fight it
There’s so many, so don’t hide it
Like dynamite ignitin'
Crush your way up here
Turn the pourin' rain to the wave of a tiny riot
Take the music, learn to use it
Turn it up 'til your speakers blow fuses
Learn the rhythm, but never lose it
Keep on movin' 'til you know what the truth is
If butterflies can use their wings to turn the wind to hurricanes
You and I can break the chains and tase today