Loneliness; Desperate for a cure
Happiness; The first drug she bought without a thought
Hopelessness; numb it away, numb it away
How did it come to this; Distant memory from long ago
Lock her up, throw away the key, she's a blight on society
Take your finger and plug the dam, look back down, you don't have a hand
Emotionless; singular purpose is sheltering
Fearlessness; whatever it takes to cloak the pain
Freedom lost; Stolen away without a thought
What's the cost? Millions disgraced, left to rot
Lock her up, throw away the key, she's a blight on society
Take your finger and plug the dam, look back down, you don't have a hand
Since 1971, we've been under the gun
Claimed our personal space, my body's mine to disgrace
Since 1971, we've been under the gun
Claimed our personal space, my body's mine to disgrace, my body's mine
The war on drugs is a war on all Americans
We are all suspects, we are all suspects
Comply, Comply, Comply, Comply
Comply, Comply, Comply, Comply
Blight of '71 Video (MV)
Performed By: Fulcrum
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Anthony Chiofalo, Anthony Sussino, Eric Bruno, Joseph Santangelo
Fulcrum - Blight of '71 Lyrics
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Loneliness; Desperate for a cure
Happiness; The first drug she bought without a thought
Hopelessness; numb it away, numb it away
How did it come to this; Distant memory from long ago
Lock her up, throw away the key, she's a blight on society
Take your finger and plug the dam, look back down, you don't have a hand
Emotionless; singular purpose is sheltering
Fearlessness; whatever it takes to cloak the pain
Freedom lost; Stolen away without a thought
What's the cost? Millions disgraced, left to rot
Lock her up, throw away the key, she's a blight on society
Take your finger and plug the dam, look back down, you don't have a hand
Since 1971, we've been under the gun
Claimed our personal space, my body's mine to disgrace
Since 1971, we've been under the gun
Claimed our personal space, my body's mine to disgrace, my body's mine
The war on drugs is a war on all Americans
We are all suspects, we are all suspects
Comply, Comply, Comply, Comply
Comply, Comply, Comply, Comply
Happiness; The first drug she bought without a thought
Hopelessness; numb it away, numb it away
How did it come to this; Distant memory from long ago
Lock her up, throw away the key, she's a blight on society
Take your finger and plug the dam, look back down, you don't have a hand
Emotionless; singular purpose is sheltering
Fearlessness; whatever it takes to cloak the pain
Freedom lost; Stolen away without a thought
What's the cost? Millions disgraced, left to rot
Lock her up, throw away the key, she's a blight on society
Take your finger and plug the dam, look back down, you don't have a hand
Since 1971, we've been under the gun
Claimed our personal space, my body's mine to disgrace
Since 1971, we've been under the gun
Claimed our personal space, my body's mine to disgrace, my body's mine
The war on drugs is a war on all Americans
We are all suspects, we are all suspects
Comply, Comply, Comply, Comply
Comply, Comply, Comply, Comply
Writer: Anthony Chiofalo, Anthony Sussino, Eric Bruno, Joseph Santangelo
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid