Rage Heart

We can't tell them it's not a game, we wait for all of them to play
We work so hard all for the pay, arms full of scars, hearts full of brain
We can't tell them it's not a game, we wait for all of them to play
We work so hard all for the pay, arms full of scars, hearts full of brain

I stand in line, the only look I don't intend to buy
Sorry for that smudge in the glass, I thank you for your time
I'd rather build a bear, I spill the stuffing everywhere
There's it chill in the air? It's telling me I'm unprepared

I run for cover from the shrapnel falling from the sky
In trouble of thunder, sending bird shots into our minds
And they wore knots, not hanging them with twine
Tied up in a case, but it's too late for you to find

I think I had enough of this shit, bub
No one gets in for free, show your wrist, son
Does the pulse bump hold something true in it
Is it just a pumped blood job? What are you doing

It's a little too late to be afraid
We need six feet in total, but only three feet remains
You won't make it to 100, what you think is middle-aged
You'd be lucky off the tip, that's scale at 38

We can't tell them it's not a game
We wait for all of them to play
We work so hard all for the pain
Arms full of scars, hearts full of pain

We can't tell them it's not a game
We wait for all of them to play
We work so hard all for the pain
Arms full of scars, hearts full of pain

It's a chase. The race is too close
Instead they say fuck and they stick with the status quo
Then you should be happy that you even got the vote
You're a puppeteer of propaganda, prepare to probe

With a sick throat slit, spitting distopic
Going through these motions that you know is hopeless
Let it be known, set it in stone and bone flesh
That we're coming for the king's head and all the horsemen

Buried alive, here I lie still possess my senses
Solo kinship? No, don't know no nemesis
So bring it old school with my parchment premise
On a scroll written down, don't deliver it to the crown

It's a note with it bound, which won't give me full control
If that fool looks down, then it's gonna pull out his bones
Empty out his vessel and enter my new clone
Invasion of the body sacks, maybe I'm a hermit crab

We can't tell them it's not a game
We wait for all of them to play
We work so hard all for the pain
Arms full of scars, hearts full of pain

We can't tell them it's not a game
We wait for all of them to play
We work so hard all for the pain
Arms full of scars, hearts full of pain

With no real warning, there's no way to defend
The onslaught oncoming, ain't it obvious
We can make way, make room, and say it's okay
Without ever really dealing with the problems we create

It's a strange time to be alive, I guess it's insane
Matter of fact, when I think back to what is to blame
We differentiate differences in hate
We make the same mistakes that generationally erroneous

I pull a fast one, masked and transparent
Fresh electric cloak keeps me ghost when foes staring
I'll be the hopeless road we keep strolling on
No future or the past, but what do we keep our focus on

I think I smell nerve gas, I think we should turn back
I think it's too late now, it hurts when I think too fast
Gone off this road, this wicked old path
God, please save me from this road's grasp