My friends that give a shit about elitists
Aren't recognizing how they treat us
Weighed down into a sub-genre
Harassed when drinking margaritas
They're like, "Death to what is false
And doesn't live up to the mantra"
Golden but too soft to be the metallic
Generation in this genre
End of an Era extortionist
Enobbling the edging of eternity
Extracting the hierarchy
In this establishment
That I don't want to govern me
Out of your region
I will venture
Losing heart in the heat
From layers I'm wrapped in
Here's a bone of your own
Anything can still happen
Even if you knew
How to shut the fuck up
You wouldn't know
When to shut the fuck up
Another angler fishing for a match.
Anger driven to romance.
It's true, every compliment has a catch.
Alike in redness, submissive to chance.
I know how it is
I know how it can be
Tell a lie or a secret
It becomes a mystery
Guilty until proven otherwise
A miracle in America
But still no surprise.
When worse comes to worst
I'll still get by
I'll be so drunk
That I can't get high.
I know how it is
I know how it can be
Tell a lie or a secret
It becomes a mystery
I'll stay committed
You keep playing pretend
If you're not someone I can defend
Why would I call you my friend?
For thoughts left alone
Out of reach I've hunted
It's just so wild and queer
To claim there's actually duality
And think bias will disappear
When it comes to preferred sexuality.
Segregation hasn’t ended
Class is what's next to have a war on
I can pick the side that's right
If I'm straight and white
And even at times, a moron
We can be so much more than status
Ran by a political apparatus
But since the moment of birth
This system knowingly had us.
Is this not wild
to anybody else?
Maybe born to be
A precocious child
Or a big picture perfectionist
If you have a weak mind
And seek validation
You're a waste of my time
Don't test my patience
I can see the future
In my hindsight
You would patronize
Your only patron
There's so much to be found
In a quick evaluation
not equipped as a crime
But unmet capitulation
With the complex of a god
How could you really worship Satan.
Hate capitalists but probably love Ronald Reagan
Claim to be a witch if you're not even a pagan.
Vague and you would patronize your only patron.
credits
from A Miracle In America,
released January 12, 2018
Recorded and Produced by CJ Cochran
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