LDMI - the soapbox Lyrics

Planet of misfits, gather loose change
For a ticket to silica, getting caught in the wicket
Legs in poverty, hands clutch at promises
And while they feed the front, they try to kill the opposite
Laugh track cue, add your brain to the stew
Cat scratch brew with a chip in the tooth
Plus smooth untruths you've heard since youth
And a boon in the form of a broom
Do you ever go walking out in the dark
Thinking "This is how that one horror movie starts"
And the comfort of the leaves in the breeze went sinister
Combo rustle-branches-break, announcing "Finish her"
Imagine now that everything is purposely designed
To follow suit and keep thr martyrs in line
It's not new or rocket surgery
The documentation predates our understanding of time
So where the f*ck do I get off being another voice in the crowd?
Blame them for fearmongering
But f*ck, look at me now
I'm one to talk about hope and rising against
My only hope is raising solidarity with a fist

(These are the stakes, to make a world in which all of God's children can live)

I'm so f*cking tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition
Tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition
I'm so f*cking tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition
Tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition

Stay and vibe with us
We chill here every day
We have a system
We just know you'll fit right in
We are the hands
The hands of the many
We have a system
We just know you'll fit right in
Don't you want a voice?
A little rush to the help?
A little finger-crossed promise at the gates of hell?
A little padding on the walls of your cell?
And a great view of turning tap water into aged zinfandel?

(Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I fear no evil)

I'm so f*cking tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition
Tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition
I'm so f*cking tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition
Tired of chop and change practition
Promises never brought to fruition

(America was targeted for attack because we are the brightest beacon for freedom and opportunity in the world, and no one will keep that light from shining)