No Console

Which scrambled signal set you thinking in that way
Was it a blog you read or some shit you heard your dad say
You spread fear from your home
With a few swipes at an iPhone
Act like your life's the only one that isn't fair

Oh you don't even care
That you fucked up
Will you say you're sorry
I guess you haven't got the guts
Privilege corrupts
Will you say you're sorry in your time of need
I guess you haven't got the guts

As severed circuits drain, the pain you feel will never fade
If you can't learn to gain some empathy your debt's not paid
You're so broke, you're broken
With no right to be outspoken
The hate you radiate burns through your gaming chair

I hope nobody is there
To help you up
We won't have to worry
You need to earn somebody's love
You're down on your luck
We won't have to worry in your time of need
You need to earn somebody's love
I guess you haven't got the guts
Your system's stuck on loading, corroding into rust

And when it's gone we'll dance upon the dust
Time still makes a fool of all of us



Credits
Writer(s): Alan Sheppard
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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