Letras
I hate it, but we're cutting ties
Finding refuge is a petty crime
Not a freak, just camera-shy
The revolution will be televised
Oh, is this the final season?
Can't you get that there's no reason
One percent can pay to shield my eyes?
(To bless me and bleed me dry)
No staying low
Staying low
No staying low
Staying low
No staying low
Staying low
There's nowhere else to go
But crisis
Is it true that I'm another fool just trying not to lose it
To this crisis?
Keep you clueless, living in delusion
Baby, it's a losing crisis
How many 84's can blur a line
Not a heil, just camera-shy
Sit down, sit down, sit down
You're sick in the head
What was it that Jesus said?
Staying low
Staying low
No staying low
Staying low
No staying low
Say, you know
It's a privilege not to know
There's a crisis
Yes, it's true that I'm another loser trying not to watch it burn up
Crisis
It's called inclusion
tell me what you're losing
I know, I know, I know
Whiteness