doom scroll - rattlebrains lyrics
unpack your bags and protest signs
rip up traditional past times
this is the year we won’t give in
brush off the bribes and sycophants
corner the lies and pull the weed tyrants
the eyelid films are forming faster than full moon rises
whoa
this hardly the place for small talk
whoa
this is where two cents are worth far more
whoa
our rattlebrains finally making sense of this rubble world
and war torn calendar markings where we
tear out the pages tear out to start a new
compliance compels to take our souls
sifting through all the racist holеs they dig
and all the silencе is getting louder
ignore to leave these fractured binds
failing to see what history left behind
a chance to change the channel and make up your own mind, but
whoa
this hardly a place for justice
whoa
this is where 2 cents have gone to die
whoa
our rattlebrains caged in for eternity in rubble twilight
ticks another chapter of uncertainty of when they will hear the cries
i hope they hear them this time
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