No Accident
Where were you the night of the twelfth
Can you formulate me an alibi
It seems the cat has got your tongue
I guess it just won't let you lie
Good thing you is different or else there
Might not be such a clear-cut case
Justice lifts her blindfold
And sees the color of her face
I'll hold the balloons in your parade
You know all-well she's innocent
Where were you born and who was your blood
We've got to tag you for when they come
Don't fret, no it's okay
We're just waiting for this thing to escalate
Can't breathe, can't see
What the Man is doing to me
Blindfold downstairs
Don't worry she can take it from there
Good thing you is different or else there
Might not be such a clear-cut case
Justice lifts her blindfold
And sees the color of her face
I'll hold the balloons in your parade
The check's been spent, no accident
People want to open me up and place inside the thoughts I'll never have
I hold the bars to my cage but haven't made the choice to go
If the system seems so great then why am I its sacrificial lamb
Watch me rage and dissipate
At least in here there's more of our race
Most of us live a sheltered view
Oblivious to me and you
I'll press the button and make you walk
They don't need a voice so they will not talk
I'll put you back on the social line
And you'll come out better than you did last time
Good thing you is different or else there
Might not be such a clear-cut case
Justice lifts her blindfold
And sees the color of her face
I'll hold the balloons in your parade
The check's been spent, no accident
Can you formulate me an alibi
It seems the cat has got your tongue
I guess it just won't let you lie
Good thing you is different or else there
Might not be such a clear-cut case
Justice lifts her blindfold
And sees the color of her face
I'll hold the balloons in your parade
You know all-well she's innocent
Where were you born and who was your blood
We've got to tag you for when they come
Don't fret, no it's okay
We're just waiting for this thing to escalate
Can't breathe, can't see
What the Man is doing to me
Blindfold downstairs
Don't worry she can take it from there
Good thing you is different or else there
Might not be such a clear-cut case
Justice lifts her blindfold
And sees the color of her face
I'll hold the balloons in your parade
The check's been spent, no accident
People want to open me up and place inside the thoughts I'll never have
I hold the bars to my cage but haven't made the choice to go
If the system seems so great then why am I its sacrificial lamb
Watch me rage and dissipate
At least in here there's more of our race
Most of us live a sheltered view
Oblivious to me and you
I'll press the button and make you walk
They don't need a voice so they will not talk
I'll put you back on the social line
And you'll come out better than you did last time
Good thing you is different or else there
Might not be such a clear-cut case
Justice lifts her blindfold
And sees the color of her face
I'll hold the balloons in your parade
The check's been spent, no accident
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Writer(s): Todd Nathanson
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