No Gods, Some Masters

I raise my fist, I raise it high

My sovereignty until I die

I answer to no one

No masters, no God's son

Except my boss and maybe his boss but still I

I'll speak my heart long as it throbs

Against the sorry mindless mobs

This mic is not a choice

I've got to use my voice

As long as it don't cost my job

We care but not so much

We fight with lightest touch

It's easier to leave things be

When we're all going to die

It's hard remembering why

We're out here feigning empathy

You're god damn right I ain't no quitter

Wе must not let our hearts grow bitter

I wеar mine on my sleeve

March for what I believe

I just can't find a baby sitter

We care but not so much

We fight with lightest touch

It's easier to leave things be, yeah

When we're all going to die

It's hard remembering why

We're out here feigning empathy

We care but not so much

We care but not so much

We care but not so much

We care but not so much

Oh go?