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Jackson Whalan
Jackson Whalan
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Secret Agent 23 Skidoo
Secret Agent 23 Skidoo
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Brian Ross
Brian Ross
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Jackson Whalan
Jackson Whalan
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Joel Francis Sullivan
Joel Francis Sullivan
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Brian Ross
Brian Ross
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Jackson Whalan
Jackson Whalan
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Robert Macchiochi
Robert Macchiochi
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All we got is internet and protest no press #SoBlessed, cleaning up no mess woke but we Hope less, rhyming and I'm riffing While you spying through my vision Mining what I'm buying, yo it's kinda grotesque Expose the brokenness, we gotta talk about it Seeing homelessness? You just wanna walk around it How many people died for the chip in your cell phone? Better hop on the gram and get well known Feeling lost about it, too many thoughts about it, often doubt it Lost my identity in a costly outfit (Millennial) I've seen a lot of things, in this twisted reality Of plots and schemes, but what's the cost of dreams? I sit back, watch the banks run the government From the inner covenant, that's how we got Trump and them But we think it's all a joke and so we're sitting back and coping I just wann smoke, take a trazodone, forget a soap box and megaphone Making sure no child's left alone Without a home while we still got an ozone You know my thoughts and feelings Everything about me, everything about me, ohhh You know what I watch, what I'm hearing But you can't do without me But can't do with out me, ohhh no First generation born with PTSD Raised in a cage, never meant to be set free (wait) Less like a cage, more like net, caught in the web Invisible prison so you sort of forget Hide your battle scars, these avatars will put it on your Mastercard Keep your brand strong, as you join the cattle march Tinder got you doing karma sutra with contraceptives But lack of true connection's toxic like comment sections Next thing you know, you don't know yourself That's when the cyber-sucubus hits you below the belt 24 hour news give you crisis fatigue They say America is free, but the price is so steep Human rights are so weak, cuz the global elite Knows the mirror on the walls will keep you going to sleep Narcissism fog your vision 'till you just a hostage livin' In a self-conscious prism, robbed of optimism Why you think Facebook asks how you feeling? You're addicted to yourself and they just drug dealing But live can be so beautiful, that's why we hit the studio To keep you waking up and breaking out like it's the Truman Show You know my thoughts and feelings Everything about me, everything about me, ohhh You know what I watch, what I'm hearing But you can't do without me But can't do with out me, ohhh no Keep it lit, woke, never giving up hope Ain't no throwing shade, don't play into the joke Keep it lit, woke, lit, woke Keep it lit, woke, never giving up hope Ain't no throwing shade, don't play into the joke Keep it lit, woke, lit, woke
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Jackson Whalan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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