If I could stay mad enough maybe
I’d leave but you have to understand this runs
Twenty-two years deep. Everyone wants it all
Everyone needs a place. You can destroy or you can create
All I know is all that I know and
I know we all just beguile the time
But it all catches up and it’s all so fucked up
Only time will tell. Common ground
Can’t be found from atop a hill looking down
Look around. Take me to sleep. Put me to weep
Can’t you see that you’ve given your souls up for keeps?
We send in poor people to fight other poor people
We send in our brothers and sisters and daughters and sons
There is no difference. We send in to kill while
We sit on our asses and watch green screens infotain
All day long. It hits like a ton of feathers
Oh, how it echoes. Oh, when it echoes
1 | On & on & on |
2 | Keasbey Nights |
3 | This One Goes Out to... |
4 | Kristina She Don't Know I Exist |
5 | Supernothing |
6 | Bad Party |
7 | The Decembrists' Song (1921) |
8 | Sounds Good, But I Dont Know |