Contraband

I'm not defined by my anger
But the words on this page
Don't warrant me to behave a certain way
Not to come off as conceited
But practice what you preach
The idea of living in silence
Is boldly killing me

We're all stuck within this outdated rhythm
And it resonates like an earthquake
So engaged in their tunnel vision
It's a filthy habit they refuse to break

I feel like it's my heritage to question
All that I perceive
But lately it's occurred to me
A "Millennials Epiphany"
That I'm so unsure of what's going on around me
Cause what I've consumed
Is wrong, in fact
They condemn me like a contraband

We're all stuck within this outdated rhythm
And it resonates like an earthquake
So engaged in their tunnel vision
It's a filthy habit they refuse to break



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Grossman
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