AUX
I'm losing touch with humanity
I think I know what's 'wrong' with my mind
Right now, we have no time for vulnerability
We just wanna live convenient lives
Risk be damned
Clinking glasses
We carry on callously
Indulging in auxiliary genocide
The moralless dictating morality
We've entered the absurd, denouncing experts
It's no wonder we're so fucked up
It's no wonder we're so fucked
"Oh, whatever happened to comradery?"
Babbled the historically blind
Only looking out for ourselves
And now we're up to our eyes
Overwhelming misanthropy
Truth be told I've grown tired of mankind
Sharing air with snakes begets a snake-bitten state of mind
Alternative facts sowing confusion
Filing the fangs of revolution
It's no wonder we're so fucked up
It's no wonder we're so fucked
Narcissism's gone prime time
Purified, and it's mainlined
Auxilliary genocide
Shameless, out in broad daylight
Is it me who's being irrational?
Going down the rabbit hole
In this dystopian nightmare
Anthropology takes its toll
Is it me who's being illogical
Or us who've lost control?
Easier not to care
Than to process the despair
Tastemakers are serpentine
Relentless venomous headlines
"Keep the plebs pacified"
A constricted, hypnotised hivemind
Is it me who's being irrational?
Tyranny batters my soul
Just like quarantining
It's getting old
Trying to process not going so great
What's the appropriate measure of rage?
"You're better than this!"
I don't think that I agree
Not even really sure
If nothing matters do I need to be?
Conditions getting worse and we are living in alternative realities
Stuck in Stockholm-syndrome servitude
It's not exclusive
Even the astute refuse
To look inside
To assess their privilege
Absolving their shortcomings
Self-interest nationwide
Purified, and it's mainlined
Auxilliary genocide
In broad daylight
Trying to process, not going so great
What's the appropriate measure of rage?
"You're better than this!"
No, I don't agree
Not even sure if I need to be
Is me who's being irrational?
Are people beyond resolve?
Like a punk rock cliché, society takes its toll
I'm always questioning my desire to stay informed
This shame, does it outweigh my desire to stay sane?
Trying to cope but not doing so great
What's the appropriate measure of rage?
I think I know what's wrong with my mind
But soon you'll see
The faith we redeemed
Counts for something
Not time wasted
Our sanguinity
Was not for nothing
Think globally
Act locally
It starts with you
It's no wonder we're so fucked up
So, what else is new?
I think I know what's 'wrong' with my mind
Right now, we have no time for vulnerability
We just wanna live convenient lives
Risk be damned
Clinking glasses
We carry on callously
Indulging in auxiliary genocide
The moralless dictating morality
We've entered the absurd, denouncing experts
It's no wonder we're so fucked up
It's no wonder we're so fucked
"Oh, whatever happened to comradery?"
Babbled the historically blind
Only looking out for ourselves
And now we're up to our eyes
Overwhelming misanthropy
Truth be told I've grown tired of mankind
Sharing air with snakes begets a snake-bitten state of mind
Alternative facts sowing confusion
Filing the fangs of revolution
It's no wonder we're so fucked up
It's no wonder we're so fucked
Narcissism's gone prime time
Purified, and it's mainlined
Auxilliary genocide
Shameless, out in broad daylight
Is it me who's being irrational?
Going down the rabbit hole
In this dystopian nightmare
Anthropology takes its toll
Is it me who's being illogical
Or us who've lost control?
Easier not to care
Than to process the despair
Tastemakers are serpentine
Relentless venomous headlines
"Keep the plebs pacified"
A constricted, hypnotised hivemind
Is it me who's being irrational?
Tyranny batters my soul
Just like quarantining
It's getting old
Trying to process not going so great
What's the appropriate measure of rage?
"You're better than this!"
I don't think that I agree
Not even really sure
If nothing matters do I need to be?
Conditions getting worse and we are living in alternative realities
Stuck in Stockholm-syndrome servitude
It's not exclusive
Even the astute refuse
To look inside
To assess their privilege
Absolving their shortcomings
Self-interest nationwide
Purified, and it's mainlined
Auxilliary genocide
In broad daylight
Trying to process, not going so great
What's the appropriate measure of rage?
"You're better than this!"
No, I don't agree
Not even sure if I need to be
Is me who's being irrational?
Are people beyond resolve?
Like a punk rock cliché, society takes its toll
I'm always questioning my desire to stay informed
This shame, does it outweigh my desire to stay sane?
Trying to cope but not doing so great
What's the appropriate measure of rage?
I think I know what's wrong with my mind
But soon you'll see
The faith we redeemed
Counts for something
Not time wasted
Our sanguinity
Was not for nothing
Think globally
Act locally
It starts with you
It's no wonder we're so fucked up
So, what else is new?
Credits
Writer(s): Andy Borg, Chris Brown, Karl Sursham, Rob Piper, Tom West, クリス・ブラウン
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