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lyrics
Tell me, what’s the cost of a life lost/ When a kid gets shot by a cop who then the judges let off/ And the wrong homes are bombed by drones and families are caught/ When whistle-blowers are lowered and we lift the liars to the top/ And justify these tragedies with travesties in our thoughts/ Whether or not the truth is factual or made up on the spot/ Rather live in an echo chamber than face the wreckage we’ve wrought/ Frequently fraught with fear of failure, forgetting what our history’s taught/ Get in line, close our eyes, and turn our critical minds off/ Hope maybe someday, we too won’t have to bend over and cough/ We memorize the words but don’t want to take part in the plot/ We’ve got a choice to raise our voice or let our silence be bought/ A system blaming victims is sickening and should be stopped/ Saying it’s useless to fight abuses is a lie that must be dropped/ And while we ought to be learning, we turn our heads away in shame/ We pass the blame and change the shape/ But underneath, it’s all the same
We keep on doing the same things
Acting like it’s gonna change things
We keep on doing the same things
And nothing changes
A shady drug bust lugs so-called thugs into a hellish cell/ Where prison labor is run by slavers whom market forces compel/ If you can’t beat ‘em, you can plead out for a chance at your freedom/ Out on the street where resources are kept from those who most need ‘em/ For those left bleedin’, we’re proceedin’ with little flags on their graves/ Forever branded by the land where we say Jesus saves/ Can’t separate church from state with our hate on parade/ Tryin’ to fend off some pretend agenda, blaming the LGBTA/ And we’d rather gang up on someone different than feel like we’re alone/ In this age of information, afraid to face the unknown/ Rather be no trouble than through a dirty dog a bone/ Okay, but I can’t blame ya, ‘cause mostly I’d rather stay my own ass at home/ Now I’m older, can’t get over the mistakes I can’t unmake/ Or stop giving my mind or my time to these fair weather fakes/ These former friends who fade away and now just couldn’t care less/ While my depression gets the best of me, who am I trying to impress? Yeah, I just...
No more propped-up politicians propagandizing debate/ Or speeches by these leeches overreaching and preaching hate/ While we praise some ego-bloated bigot’s racist tirades/ Who would silence truth with violence, courtesy of the NRA/ No more indoctrinating children with malignant mental fences/ Then, when questioned, claime excuses for abuses gone unmentioned/ Fudging the budget to pay for tanks and bail our banks/ While teachers gotta push a test and get no rest, funds, or thanks/ No more fear of a future we can’t control anyway/ No more fear of speaking up, ‘cause of what some strangers may say/ No more fear of asking questions, ‘cause everyone who knows once never knew/ No more fear of letting go to show the realest version of me or you/ No more borders left to kill or die for/ Between me and my neighbor there is no more war/ No more ignoring the root causes at the core/ Between me and my neighbor there is no more war
credits
released September 12, 2018
Written by Odist Abettor
Produced and Engineered by Joe Casey
Vocals and Acoustic Guitar by Odist Abettor
Percussion by Joe Tounge
Piano, Electric Guitar, Melotron, Synths, etc. by Joe Casey
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