Arms Aloft - The Truth Is Out There lyrics

The world's getting warmer But to hear them tell it you would swear it's getting flatter The former don't move units or sell ads, so run with the latter We know The cameras and anchors conspire with the drones and the f**ing gallows To keep the hood on the hangman and profit margin up on the rope We keep getting poorer But they swear we're fine cause we keep getting fatter What's forward when our ballots are sandbags? So backwards So achingly slow Cartographers nee carpetbaggers The clock and the dagger: It flows Slick as the mix on the hits on Christian rock radio You can change the channel Or take your chances overboard Left for dead or if you're lucky Left alone for a while Best case, a notch to the left of the dial Or one in your belt from trying to feel how you felt before you found out the glaciers were all gonna melt, let alone when news of new wars just stopped hitting home In your name but out of your control The comet tail Of a tracer burns bright against a clear desert night While at home We've got some new verses to write for "The Stars And Stripes Forever" "Her folds protect no tyrand crew." Just me and just you: Complicit. Hospital bombers. Invaders