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