Propaganda (US) - Warm Words lyrics

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Propaganda (US) - Warm Words lyrics

It's a cold night Listen, sometimes it's senseless sometimes it's a witness Them streets and them cla** rooms can beat you senseless Sometimes those paid to enforce the rules don't play by them We stay violent On a cold day with headphones enjoyong some Cold Play Pondering them hapennings let's see what the Lord say And cry about slots in heaven next to Trayvon, Oscar, and Emmett Lord I'm just curious I don't know if they in it I know how they life ended Got me seekin repentance from my desire for vengeance While I pound these mikes afor the po po to take another young life And can be a**ured they salvation secure Just some warm words for a cold night Just some warm words for the cold nights Warm words cold night Such a cold night That's why we write, for the abused, for the accused battered and bruised Two by two senators we desire service treat us like citizens And we write to encourage exodus Like yes we are still slaves Like every time you make it rain they giggle You put yourself on auction blocks And we write to give you warms words for cold nights To out write out right ya Live outwright righteous Right out your front door and right to explore The right to explore cause people need more And we should just ignore they plans for war And bless the amendments despite our pigment And never claim ignent intent is intense My grandpop on mom's side lived in tents An outwright indian a king among men We are torn rip chords ya can't afford to ignore it Cracks in the shingle before the storm pore in that's why we write And I swore [?] ancestors Rep that name Ancient of Days and change that game and Impact spit that infact grip that [?] the truth In the midst of the twist and turns and scars and burns We ain't the lookin back type buckle up and hold tight Oldest roller coaster open eyes both hands up called life Can't get enough of it Lovin it when cold nights are more like slumber parties on Neptune We are not left alone Held by faith alone That's a no brainer [?] soul a soldier Usher in a legion of selfless round throwers on a cold night

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