Phase Fate - Mayday lyrics

[Verse 1: Phase Fate] What's with the channels U.S. to Japan, yo They ban your baggy jeans Soon ban your flannels And what's the master plan, yo? It's the man, though Inside your head The invisible thread of life That you don't see, smell, or hear Till I open your eyes That's right, you're living in fear Let's say: I'm not afraid of a coward You may have the money But I've the power Final hour I'm not afraid of a liar I'm the light and the truth So hot, to set this world afire I'm the only answer to the sickness I'm the cure and the vaccine Now let me show you what I mean [Chorus: Phase Fate] Mayday is it going down? They pulled the plug on this town Now watch the words in his mouth Now watch them figure it out [Verse 2: Phase Fate] On the airship Song of lovesick Sick of love's whip Cursed out above So God was a good fix Got track marks from religion We're addicted Filling a need for you Men'll be greedy, too Simply from me to you I love you Simply inside of me I love being free What's a military Peacekeepers or pieces of meat? Target practice, just numbers So tired and cumbersome All this bullsh** That I can't fix, just wanna rip it in two I'm a frustrated dad Look what democracy grew Hypocrisy new? Naw But they ain't met me Motherf**ers, I'm done dealing with judgment Now I just s**er punch 'em [Verse 3: Phase Fate] Now leave your bubble and come along A trip to the edge Pledge allegiance to men who must think they're f**ing Jesus So tired of those trials, walking green miles My style's new Now while you nod your head like I do Files and data, clues of alpha to beta To final release candidate A world government, demonstrate Inflate the economy until it's one dollar to three euros We take out loans and fry our brains like churros Dumb as a burro bearing the weight of the master A coalition of queen bees who manufacture disease That's why our health is a privilege Delegated by businesses, controlled by the rich We're in the backseat of life sitting b**h Shoved between commitments Like distracted sandwiches Greased up with electronic condiments And toys for grown men You think you're doing all you can You throw the children to the system And curse it out under your breath And fixated on d**h Because you're numb and you're lifeless It must be nice to live in the split seconds Between the gunpowder and the wreckage My message, I guess, is to take a look around If it's going down, it's my way Mayday, this is Phase Fate!