It's just a somber day riding in the saddle
Riding on top iron horses straight into battle
Collateral damage has yet to be reprimanded
Hiding in these stations to be slaughtered just like we're cattle
But we're handed opportunity to change our destination
Manifest destiny undergoing manifestation
And with no hesitation, we charge upon the ma**es
Tools for the elite who laugh, watch and raise their gla**es
Gaze so pa**ively past reason's inauguration
Catch ear of rebellion they trash the conversation
So I try to keep it simple, I'm a mere infidel
Please look at my honesty, I don't deserve a prison cell
Love has fallen in the well, please throw down a rope
If the marriage is arranged, please expect me to elope
To a sanctuary where I can admit my matrimony
And end the cycle of oppression that has made me oh so lonely
Ain't it mean?
Strangest thing you've ever seen
Would you look at how they swing
Oh
Would you look at how they swing?
But they ain't dead though
No I didn't die y'all
I cut myself down
And I admire my fall into grace
Left the wild west to gain some understanding
I don't see why we start off in the air then glide down to the ground
With spikes on every landing, to burst any bubbles
Impair the swift movement, haven't even made it subtle
But force it down throats of those unwilling to accept
Punish those who admit their fears and tears whenever they confess
Blessings are messes, discouragement of the guesses
To ever be tested in laboratory settings, then messaged
To the people who can change the lives of those who suffer
Biting my tongue takes every bit of strength that I can muster
When I wanna say “Uncover, turn those maids to Bubba's mother
Take the hero out the Nino” sensibility obscene
You talk about progressing, and you're looked at as extreme
All alliances are trashed, watered down to simple teams
We don't stick to a theme, but it's one of many fads
And that's why I wander through the city every night going mad
Ain't it mean?
Strangest thing you've ever seen
Would you look at how they swing
Oh
Would you look at how they swing?
But they ain't dead though
No I didn't die y'all
I cut myself down
And I admire my fall into grace