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