Muziekvideo
Muziekvideo
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Maruja
Performer
Harry Wilkinson
Vocals
Matt Buonaccorsi
Bass Guitar
Joe Carroll
Saxophone
Jacob Hayes
Drums
Alan Keary
Cello
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Harry Wilkinson
Composer
Matt Buonaccorsi
Composer
Joe Carroll
Composer
Jacob Hayes
Composer
Alan Keary
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samuel W Jones
Producer
Katie Tavini
Mastering Engineer
Songteksten
[Intro]
Same old, same old toxic fables
Nameless empty cradles defined by half-assed labels
Faithless, they reek of selfish favors
I teach what I am able and seek more than I'm taught to
[Verse 1]
We are self-fulfilling prophecies, the attitude, get with it
See the burning in your eyes, that's the type of life I'm livin'
Over-cautious, pride's a waste, they're full of fucking horse shit
On the Forbes list smiling hard, like they're proud of their extortion
I go harder, got no honor, got no grace
There's genocide abundant, we all just turned away
And sold for a bargain, lap it up like dogs, hear them barkin'
The cunning isn't subtle, you're a target
[Chorus]
Ah, they look down on us
Look down on us
Look down on us
They look down
Look down on us
They look down on us, uh
[Verse 2]
They take the food out our hands, how much more until we starve?
Depleted our community, the truth is always hard
Swallow pills, knock them back to manage our emotions
Corporations profit hard, then cackle like some vultures
Picking bones through their teeth, caught between the meat
See the blood dripping down, to the claws on their feet
Self-deceiving, honor bleeding, there's a liar in the devil
Through the smoke, the fire breathing, leave you nothing but dishevelled, what?
The red pours, bludgeoning the truth
It's tepid and it's flaky, evidence and proof
Politicians snaky, stuck inside aloof
When it's money over minds, there will never be a truce
[Chorus]
They look down on us
Look down on us
They look down on us, ah
Look down on us
Look down on us, uh
[Instrumental]
Look down on us
[Instrumental]
When the culture is oppressed we dress up all our trauma
The truth is hard to find, hidden deep within one's aura
Looking up above instead of looking within ourselves
My universe works mentally, my body is a shell
So why so much division, has the joy left all our heads?
Maybe it's the fear of having no one in in our beds
It's empowering to think that all the hateful people out there
If they were only shown more love, they wouldn't be so spiteful
Love is my God, I don't care what you say
All the hate in our hearts, it takes us further away
From the truth that we keep but we swallow it down
Like that lump in your throat, when you can't make a sound
I wanna say you are powerful, mighty as a God
Disconnected love, got us always acting up
Hand me down traumas, no evolving from our pain
Never speaking up has got us, always feeling tame
So take a look around you, a spirit in us all
Dampened eyes that say this world can be so cruel
A cry that washes down, we're fearful just to feel it
Always looking down on others, depleted how we're healing
Turn pain to power, put faith in love
Be firm and loyal, in yourself put trust
Be twice the ocean, be twice the land
Be twice the water, for your sons and daughters
[Bridge]
And love
Love
Love
Show love
Show love
Show love
[Instrumental]
They look down on us (On us, on us, on us)
They look down on us
Written by: Harry Wilkinson, Jacob Hayes, Joe Carroll, Matt Buonaccorsi
