I watched the empire fall
While I was waiting on a tire rotation
Or was it on the day That I met my ex-shaman?
Either way it's just a bit mundane
I remember as a kid Mobile classroom holding hands
Calling Christians with good intentions Calling for a stranger's head
I found it all just a bit too much
So I got stoned to laugh it off
I coughed up blood on the casino tile Red and white,
just like the fear that's in my eyes
And I can see the things I've wasted And I'm a part of the equation
It's corrective lens and chip glass Rubber bullets flying by
It's someone drowning in the tear gas Hum along to the hypersonic cry
Saying come meet us alive
It's a childhood friend Holding tight onto his gun
Wrote a letter to a judge To try to help him keep his son
Now he's in an unmarked van Still shouts ran off the street
So I got stoned and opened up my mouth
I fainted, surprised when no sound came out
It feels like clawing out my
eyes To knowing not the urge to disappear again
So I killed the things I wanted
Collective shrug,
the pendulum swings It's like I'm fighting off the
bands and singing
Asking who,
what about me?
Don't I deserve
to be happy?
But your happiness is a war crime There's 10k more on the chalk lines
Wish they'd come in the night And let the optimist die
And pray to god that we go quick
There's not a man this size without it
Just let the noise,
let the feedback start to rise
It still is the way it is It hasn't balanced in the end
And we're a part of the equation
We're a part of the
equation We're a part of the equation