Tribulations

People been saying what I've been saying since the 1700s
Digit on digit it's digital flipping it on your phone your bumping
Buzzing, you always got some place to go
You know it's all taking parts of your soul
Each day so cold when you try and sleep
Wake up slave to the dollar so you can eat
You know that it's fucking shackles
Stopping us from our true potential
They making you stressed for profit
They making you stressed for profit
If profits the prophet
Who made the trump the prophet

Watch it all fall to the flames
Wild fires ocean cant tame
Columbine is in modern phase
Find the polarity
Flick the change

I'm sick of waiting on you
Why ain't you showing up
You ain't benefiting from what's going on here
Im sicking of waiting on you
Why ain't you showing up
You ain't been benefiting from what's right in front of you

They'll make it so your parents can never retire damn
Never have kids if all the oxygen expires fuck
Doomed with salem witch style luck
Vulnerable yet powerful
They steal your opportunities to fund their empires
Wasteful and vengeful and playing to the mirror
Hoping it cracks the foundation
Hoping it disrupts the nations
Turns the crowds on you
Rip you a new eye
More than a digital alibi
CNN is a sad kush lullaby
Not only is the revolution televised
Its memeafied, mummified until it's pulverized
My sanity needs to be sanitized

I'm sick of waiting on you
Why ain't you showing up
You ain't benefiting from what's going on here
Im sicking of waiting on you
Why ain't you showing up
You ain't been benefiting from what's right in front of you



Credits
Writer(s): Jake Adamson
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