Mixtape Nostalgia
A thousand steps into formation
Die for this rotten foundation
Whose mangled hands are here to decide all for us
Look fashionable, couture apathy
Get paid to glorify
This broken gospel is made of glass and you should swallow it
And the nostalgia's gone away
At least pretend there's no love in your violence
Give me a fucking reason as to why you should be worth believing in
The streets are drowning
Is the blood you swim in
Underneath multi layers of plastic?
We lay inside our modern tombs
And so you go on
Soaked in uniform and you march home
March on home
In this no man's land we're all dying to live in
The tragedy of the season starts to bloom
The block will shake when they can't breathe anymore
You've got me way beyond feeling sick
How much more could you disgust me?
This broken gospel is made of glass and you should swallow it
The nostalgia's gone away
At least pretend there's no love in your violence
And you've gone on and on for far too long
Tied to the cross you bare
Laying waste to faces
Now names without homes
Will it happen again?
You feel nothing, we feel everything
You feel nothing, we feel every fucking thing now
We'll feel every single thing
Die for this rotten foundation
Whose mangled hands are here to decide all for us
Look fashionable, couture apathy
Get paid to glorify
This broken gospel is made of glass and you should swallow it
And the nostalgia's gone away
At least pretend there's no love in your violence
Give me a fucking reason as to why you should be worth believing in
The streets are drowning
Is the blood you swim in
Underneath multi layers of plastic?
We lay inside our modern tombs
And so you go on
Soaked in uniform and you march home
March on home
In this no man's land we're all dying to live in
The tragedy of the season starts to bloom
The block will shake when they can't breathe anymore
You've got me way beyond feeling sick
How much more could you disgust me?
This broken gospel is made of glass and you should swallow it
The nostalgia's gone away
At least pretend there's no love in your violence
And you've gone on and on for far too long
Tied to the cross you bare
Laying waste to faces
Now names without homes
Will it happen again?
You feel nothing, we feel everything
You feel nothing, we feel every fucking thing now
We'll feel every single thing
Credits
Writer(s): Zack Santiago
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