We're sleeping through the halcyon of a genocide
A firmament to distance us from what stings our eyes
We've lost our heads and it don't make sense
That we've found bliss in ignorance
And I know it's coming down
We've traded in our blood and bones for a plastic throne
Thrown away our hopes and dreams for fools gold
A diamond mine for a hollow pit
And regret is a luxury that don't exist
Now I know it's coming down
What's that?!
Well I don't know
Some kind of revolution
Or so I've been told
What's that?!
Well I don't know
There must have been a sale
On cautionary drones
What's that?! Well I don't know
A masochistic people
With a thirst for more
What's that?!
Well I don't know
A systematic shutdown
Of our moral code
We fail to see the common disease in the wars we've fought
Conveniently ignoring the cost of the things we've lost
A chess game made out of people's lives
And escape is a thing toward which none of us strive
Till we know it's coming down
We revel in the furtherance of a hollow cause
Justify the hate we feel using godly laws
And iron ship on a sea of glass
And holding it together is a difficult past
Now we know it's coming down
What's that?!
Well I don't know
Some kind of revolution
Or so I've been told
What's that?!
Well I don't know
There must have been a sale
On cautionary drones
What's that?! Well I don't know
A masochistic people
With a thirst for more
What's that?!
Well I don't know
A systematic shutdown
Of our moral code
Like winter branches lined with snow and ice, Sam Ray (Ricky Eat Acid, Teen Suicide)'s latest is delicate, spare, melancholy, and beautiful. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 3, 2018