Conspire Rescind (Ft. Garrett Russell)
Scream loud the truth, no need to speak. When lies float about the air that we breathe, don't inhale. They're breaking you down, they're making you weak
Making you fear your own kindness like it's a sign that you're an enemy. ‘Cause who are you really fighting? If you can't even explain who they are to begin with. Or find comfort in that so many others feel like you, think like you, and talk like you, and reward you for it. I wonder if you've been had, you've been tricked. I wonder if I've been too. I wonder if we slowly find who we are through the words of aristocratic tacticians who hold all the power. We can break the shackles of belief. If every day could be a new start. We can grow a newer set of wings. If every day could be a new start. We wouldn't have to feel like we've been chained to these ideals. You could be proud of growing out of the ground. You can't cling to anything with all that baggage. But you can put it down, leave it to rest. Reclaim your head. Small suicide, every time we change who we are. You can try to hide, but the abyss is never afar. Your heart keeps racing, but it keeps coming in last. ‘Cause you gave it all too soon, and to whom? ‘Cause to share a popular belief in a culture that has the wealth to end hunger and famine but chooses not to stop it is to share the same sickness and depravity. You weren't born to be a henchman for men who'd rather see you dead than to share in their profits. ‘Cause who are you really fighting? Just yourself. When you can't trust your mind from firing blind at the very first sight of a threat. Just yourself. Your heart didn't have to grow hard. It was better In the first place. I don't have to be a part and neither do you and neither do you. War is a family system; line up your kids for target shooting politicians. In this rotten heaven I must implore, who made this love letter look like marching orders? Sacrifice your children to the new Babylon. ‘Cause we're all orphans and we're throwing our children to the wolves of wealth, and our future to the highest bidder