Write on the walls
Take to the streets and we call
Saying the names, shouting loud
Thousands of feet on the ground
You make a choice
Together, we speak with one voice
The danger we put ourselves in
So maybe you'll just listen
Taking a stand
For something you might understand
Suddenly, we are awake
To the real stakes
On the attack
Screaming from behind a mask
Desperate, there needs to be change
But still we want all to be safe
Everyday
Really happens every day
Singing a simple refrain
Don't let them die in vain
My life is not your campaign
You eager to protest; I'm reaping the posed threat
Don't guess; you don't even know yet
How this feels
It's like I'm a show guest for cheap thrills
Connections cut from safety; I walk like a nomad
Hoodie with a soul full of mo' black thoughts
Getting caught unattended...stolen
Treated like an enemy...defenses frozen
Simple to offend the many villagers' skin
Born this way, you would think it was a sin
Cannot befriend the ghost-town trend
Will I survive or try? That depends
Don't need no savior
The caped crusaders favored were defaced and painted
Power to the tainted!
Never made room for the educated slave men
Tell me who I'm debating
The truth won't show 'til the news go broke
And if you know hope, then it's few sold, Joe
'Cause the average is sadly mistaken
Plutocracy Planet - A Simple Refrain (feat. Matt Pryor & Swamburger) Lyrics
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Write on the walls
Take to the streets and we call
Saying the names, shouting loud
Thousands of feet on the ground
You make a choice
Together, we speak with one voice
The danger we put ourselves in
So maybe you'll just listen
Taking a stand
For something you might understand
Suddenly, we are awake
To the real stakes
On the attack
Screaming from behind a mask
Desperate, there needs to be change
But still we want all to be safe
Everyday
Really happens every day
Singing a simple refrain
Don't let them die in vain
My life is not your campaign
You eager to protest; I'm reaping the posed threat
Don't guess; you don't even know yet
How this feels
It's like I'm a show guest for cheap thrills
Connections cut from safety; I walk like a nomad
Hoodie with a soul full of mo' black thoughts
Getting caught unattended...stolen
Treated like an enemy...defenses frozen
Simple to offend the many villagers' skin
Born this way, you would think it was a sin
Cannot befriend the ghost-town trend
Will I survive or try? That depends
Don't need no savior
The caped crusaders favored were defaced and painted
Power to the tainted!
Never made room for the educated slave men
Tell me who I'm debating
The truth won't show 'til the news go broke
And if you know hope, then it's few sold, Joe
'Cause the average is sadly mistaken
Take to the streets and we call
Saying the names, shouting loud
Thousands of feet on the ground
You make a choice
Together, we speak with one voice
The danger we put ourselves in
So maybe you'll just listen
Taking a stand
For something you might understand
Suddenly, we are awake
To the real stakes
On the attack
Screaming from behind a mask
Desperate, there needs to be change
But still we want all to be safe
Everyday
Really happens every day
Singing a simple refrain
Don't let them die in vain
My life is not your campaign
You eager to protest; I'm reaping the posed threat
Don't guess; you don't even know yet
How this feels
It's like I'm a show guest for cheap thrills
Connections cut from safety; I walk like a nomad
Hoodie with a soul full of mo' black thoughts
Getting caught unattended...stolen
Treated like an enemy...defenses frozen
Simple to offend the many villagers' skin
Born this way, you would think it was a sin
Cannot befriend the ghost-town trend
Will I survive or try? That depends
Don't need no savior
The caped crusaders favored were defaced and painted
Power to the tainted!
Never made room for the educated slave men
Tell me who I'm debating
The truth won't show 'til the news go broke
And if you know hope, then it's few sold, Joe
'Cause the average is sadly mistaken
Writer: Matt Pryor, Asaan Brooks
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid