Prison Bus

Is everybody messed up?
Or did I just hit my head?
The colors outside have lost their glow
Our president is halfway dead

We're tearing apart for nothing
Is there something that will heal these cuts?
Nobody wants to have the discussion
Why are we sleeping on the prison bus?
Don't you ever miss the way it was?

40 dollars feels like 10
And now they go and double my rent
And now I'm feeling double the stress
And it's pounding my chest
Boy I gotta get rest

Now everyone is confused
And now we're all unamused
Because it's all that we do
Is trying to find a distraction
So now I think that my final reaction

Is everybody messed up?
Or did I just hit my head?
The colors outside have lost their glow
Our president is halfway dead

We're tearing apart for nothing
Is there something that will heal these cuts?
Nobody wants to have the discussion
Why are we sleeping on the prison bus?
Don't you ever miss the way it was?

I'm losing love with all of my friends
It's getting tough to meet dead ends
Can somebody just make it make sense?
Why they're sick in their heads?
And it's at our expense (hey)

Now everyone's getting high
I think we're all gonna die
If we just keep it inside
And nobody seems to take action
It looks to me that we lost our compassion

Is everybody messed up?
Or did I just hit my head?
The colors outside have lost their glow
Our president is halfway dead

We're tearing apart for nothing
Is there something that will heal these cuts?
Nobody wants to have the discussion
Why are we sleeping on the prison bus?
Don't you ever miss the way it was?

Oh don't you ever
Don't, don't you ever (no)
And don't you ever
Don't, don't you ever no
Don't you ever
Don't, don't you ever
Oh don't you ever
Don't you ever miss the way it was?

Don't you ever
Don't, don't you ever (oh don't you ever)
Oh don't you ever
Don't, don't you ever no (oh don't you ever)
Don't you ever
Don't, don't you ever
Oh don't you ever
Don't you ever miss the way it was

I wanna do my best living in this situation
It's weighing on my chest, I don't have the education
To figure out the why, behind all of the lies
That we all have been taught growing up inside the nation

The freedom and the liberty, but never had a choice
It really makes you wonder if we ever had a voice
We can't be too obsessed, but know that it's a mess
It really makes you wonder now

If everybody's messed up
Or did I just hit my head?
The colors outside have lost their glow
Our president is halfway dead

We're tearing apart for nothing (oh)
Is there something that will heal these cuts? (yeah)
Nobody wants to have the discussion
Why are we sleeping on the prison bus?
Don't you ever miss the way it was?