Born in the flood, bloody finger-paint Black fresh water canons, forget me not Epitaph, airbrush death White T's, wife beaters, button up, reattach
In between the lines, of the law Underneath the veil we dig our We navigate the trying to find a pattern to break the mold With a family to feed nowhere we wont go
But if were caught? said Im a snitch Shot at the check Found with his slit
Theres paint on the teleprompter (But what if caught?) Anchorman screams that hes seen a (They Im a snitch) Mayday, theres bloodstains on his (Shot at the point) Mayday, say that hes gone berserk
Sometimes, I wanna shut out this world Wanna rip up page pour out this heart Wanna get up on this
And my become percussion And my become the rage And I pound on table it gives me something to say
Then I about things Ive seen right in front of me That I dont wanna Gimme one of mikes
Let me let em know the way it is Is not how its be Not if we let em get ahead of us The tensions, no threat
Its just a fence across the That already ready to walk solid footsteps, let em put up obstacles And prove that it isnt possible, fuck
We dont em any weight liberty and freedoms at stake Peace will never become my life until my last day
It was half-past eight in the bat When the in the plaster collapsed And gave way to in the pavement Mayday,
Put it on For the and messengers Cause is a disaster Where the fuck are the workers?
Not far off, on a cop car In the with a Pop-Tart Sipping in the rock bar climb to the frontline, lunchtimes canceled
All hands on deck to pull, from the landfill Onlookers, passers-by off your shoulders Shake off rubble Break free from your
Signs of a better world, we understand Failures we expected to And bring for our sins (In the lines, outside of the law) Safety the crowds in the shadows on the run (Underneath the veil)
We write our own House Rules To keep alive rituals that their worth for systems we can trust Rhythms we can lock
This is madness, salvage teams can't Hope, when its damaged or broken Not rope in the van When is collapsing, our mode of action
Broadcast through the glass, all we can Donate with the plastic scraps the salad Hoping to balance, invalidated And staged on 4:3
Just ballast for sadness, lives Are fare for cameras and channels stare No abracadabras, no answers or mantras for disasters or plastered, we got it all backwards Do you know the you're backing?
Its another man down, another mother drowned, another silenced song Solitude, another of strong I you, another strung along
in action Another page is burned Turned, to ashes Dust off the flags and the
We'll never find you Despite the of love we knew These lightning times are Who cant the strikes that punished through?
The bonds we thought would never And will and never change and never fade But theres the Of losing you to mistakes
In the lines (Signs of a the movement) from the crowd (Outside of the law) Causes we
Hands trace instructions For descendants in the on the run (Underneath the veil) Failures we expected to And bring for our sins (In the lines) In the lines
In the lines, outside of the law the veil In the lines, outside of the law Underneath the
In between the lines, of the law the veil (We our foundations) In the lines, outside of the law In between the