Lyrics
I've seen enough of it
The sides are all cemented
Their incentives look the same
Are they vetted in the same ways?
As the little guy puts blood and tears
Into pushing deadweight on the capital steps
Bleeding out for a caricature of a '50s salesman
Hare checklist, tickin' every box
Dead for what?
Standing on the side, I never was the silent type
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white
I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
Some get along with it
They drag around from town to town
With a pretty lie that hoodwinked many of my loved ones
And I owe it to my folks for giving me an understanding of a world that shot my people down
The hungry and divided play into the hands of the man who put them there
So it goes
Standing on the side, I never was the silent type
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white
I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
Standing on the side, I never was the silent type
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white
I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
The sides are all cemented
Their incentives look the same
Are they vetted in the same ways?
As the little guy puts blood and tears
Into pushing deadweight on the capital steps
Bleeding out for a caricature of a '50s salesman
Hare checklist, tickin' every box
Dead for what?
Standing on the side, I never was the silent type
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white
I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
Some get along with it
They drag around from town to town
With a pretty lie that hoodwinked many of my loved ones
And I owe it to my folks for giving me an understanding of a world that shot my people down
The hungry and divided play into the hands of the man who put them there
So it goes
Standing on the side, I never was the silent type
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white
I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
Standing on the side, I never was the silent type
All the endless grey conundrums that are painted black and white
I heard a hundred million voices sound the same both left and right
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
We're still a long way off
