tragic comedy - the messenger birds lyrics
owe penance for all of my sins
what i lack in faith, you force in
still n0body knows what will happen when all of this ends
eight months with empty pockets
small business relief for your private jet
some megachurch greed funded at the taxpayers’ expense
it’s hard to explain what it’s like
well, you don’t see the pain in a blue sky
no, it’s not ‘til a hurricane’s passed that you ask if we’re alright
lived through some lonely days
but history is easy to manipulate
imperfect nostalgia you rewrote as some golden agе
not once were wе really made safe
by cointelpro or the nsa
just paranoid counterintelligence power plays
now there’s crowds pouring out in the streets
like nothing that i’ve ever seen
screaming for change while they’re brutalized by the police
threw gas on the fire you lit
and tore down that shiny monolith
yelled “america first!” then you swapped it for a crucifix
labeled a radical threat
for speaking with reason and evidence
let’s not forget that your savior was k!lled by his government
worked free for most of my life
paid more in taxes than 45
if exposure is currency, i will be rich when i die
some things you just wouldn’t believe
no, it must be a tragic comedy
guess sometimes you’ve just got to riot for some god d*mn peace
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