What the Sky Derives

Schrodinger's cat with a button in his hand
They don't see what we see, they don't understand
If you could slice their hard boiled heads with your exacto knife
Maybe you could save a close to worthless life

All you can do to survive
Whatever the sky derives

Bombs dropping out of nowhere

Just a simple pause
To examine their cause
They could never justify it
Name their servitude they comply it

Just one tear to shed
No bloods gotta be bled
Why can't they just agree
There's something we don't see

All you can do to survive
Whatever the sky derives

Bombs dropping out of nowhere
Other dimensions saying what is fair
Why give a damn if they don't care?
There's debris clouding all the air

Other dimensions say whats fair



Credits
Writer(s): James Donnelly Iii
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