Oligarchic pipe dreams
Of the racist and the thief
These talking heads will smile
Just as long as you concede
Our minds are made of diamonds
So the trees are left diseased
Our men are made of ape skin
With the blood of mercury
And yet I found
I think I found
The only way
It's not a question of apathy
It's a question of if I care
I'm one to question integrity
Cause authority never dared
I could of told you all you heard
But I find you'd rather sit and stare
Can you feel it in the air
The strings are getting weaker
Well hiding in the dark
Is only fun when you're a kid
You've grown up no boy
It's time you paid your sins
Bloodied lipstick memory
A chance to find a place for me
I never really let her
But at least I'm getting better leads
Breathe it in and spit it out
But never lose your sense of doubt
The air is getting warmer
But at least I won't die by myself
It's not a question of apathy
It's a question of if I care
I'm one to question integrity
Cause authority never dared
I could of told you all you heard
But I find you'd rather sit and stare
Can you feel it in the air
As we walk down this path an alliance will grow
As no story unfolded is better left untold
Sit down, relax, and put down your phone
Do away with narcissism, and assume control
CALL NOW!
