[00:22.17]Your skull on a network broadcast.
[00:24.55]Sweaty palms holding a bloody hall pass.
[00:27.17]Show their faces so they keep on watching.
[00:29.56]If silence shows up then just talk though it.
[00:33.63]Endless echoes in a big old hallway we rot in.
[00:38.02]We report and you die.
[00:40.78]We even let you speak for us, you worthless piece fo shit.
[00:45.60]Just shut up. Shut up. Just shut the fuck up.
[00:48.28]You don't even know what you're saying.
[00:52.41]I can't think while I'm staring at the screen.
[01:02.22]Our lifeless trophy, fixated and unaware.
[01:07.47]Blinded with pride, becoming the enemy.
[01:12.72]While the amputee salutes and the lynch mob ties their noose.
[01:17.91]We can't help but drown before the ship even starts to sink.
[01:31.23]
[01:35.16]I can't think while I"m staring at the screen.
[01:57.44]
[01:58.19]The days turn to weeks, maybe we'll find a way.
[02:04.88]And I'm not getting sleep.
[02:05.94]I'm not fucking sleeping.
[02:06.69]I've ground down my teeth till they're dust.
[02:07.82]But you need me, I'm telling you this.
[02:13.19]We'll burn down our house together. Together.
[02:27.13]We're fucked.
[02:31.70]Every man for himself.
[02:35.13]Our currency is ignorance.
[02:39.95]And we've been doing just fine.
[02:42.82]We'll keep rewarding ourselves for economic genocide.
[02:56.82]
[02:59.88]I can't think while I'm staring at the screen.
[03:05.72]The days turn to weeks.
[03:06.97]Maybe we'll find a way.