Why the f** are we crying about wage gaps When men can't cry fo real Unless someone died Unless its their last meal Thats some sad sh** Like women that only are allowed to show their ankles and thats it This world is so f**ed up alcohol should be free Chain smokers judging me for smoking one J a month It feels like im clinically dead, maybe im paralized Boom boom, those bombs and those d**hs in paris sure came as a surprise But now we just k**ing civilians in the middle east And afterwards we celebrate with more alcohol and a feast When did we become a hypocrite deceased beast While facebook made us all disconnected No wonder Virtual Reality resurrected We want to escape (or maybe we just want to mastrubate in realistic depth) 350 mill are popping pill Just so they don't slit their wrist They want to k** the k**er so I guess its self defense They lock their feelings up in a chest a kist You might ask who what or how But the even the Who doesn't know what to do Everyones favorite colour is orange But still everyone's blue So What about you What about you O O Ink for the Future Ink for the Future O O Ink for the Future The Future We all have scars We all have tattoos We Got them in the past We all got inner wars But some of us abuse our inner blues They make the scars everlast They can't let go Till the rope can't let them go Because they were to afraid to show Who they were How they felt They dwelt over the grounds of a battlefield they already lost Because they stubbornly didn't believe in reinforcement In help 60% of gun use in America is for suicide That's f**ed up Really f**ed up The world corrupted A President would get shot through the head if they tried to change gun laws So the discussion has already been had Fukushima, 10000 dead squids wash up on the beach We can preach and preach but even though there are 10000 of them on this japanse beach We still haven't got enough ink for the future We still haven't changed and I don't think we will We rather just walk aimlessly popping pill