Heres The Thing
My jacket's on for the cold war, hoping it doesn't heat up
I'd rather chill in the freezer than have a fever
I'd rather stand with life, than have to seat her
I'd rather grow my family tree than burn cedar

Certainly the earth needs a hero like Hercules or a mirror to self-reflect, all the years of self-neglect. We reject, many people on their knees screaming "feed us!" we keep eating
In the dumpster there's a fetus she's leaving

We've all got demons, through heat-seeking you'll meet them
Lines have been drawn and I've been reading in-between them
Through the choice of who's to lead us, we're choosing who's to defeat us, I question the definition of elite and elitist

Comic relief it seems, I hope I never see the killing joke that'll leave the reaper speechless. Creatures that preach Jesus but do deeds indecent creep in sequence beneath a sheet of secrets

Maybe we might've missed numerous missiles but war's never civil
Scores settled physically rip history, more specifically we put our stories in the shredder when we spread ourselves apart via gender and ethnicity, moving centrifugally. When we should move together towards the source, divided we are disabled, united we are a force

But we're forced to forget that, forget that
This is no time to sit back, we have to work to get the tipped hats, we have to get that

Do you understand? Understand, you better
We fall apart when we don't stand together
We fall. We fall, apart
Do you understand? All our hands are tethered
We fall apart, when we don't stand together
We fall. We fall, apart

We fall
We fall
We, fall
Apart

But when we rise
We fucking, RISE