Feel the weight on you
Feel the weight one you
Walk walk everybody
Every talk everybody
It's a march to the top
Grab your ladders
And your pitchforks
And fall in line
It's a duty and revolution and it's sure a hell about time
Call it anarchy or communism
But I'm sure as hell about to do crime
If you think your gonna shut me up
You're about to get some cause I'm gonna get mine
I'm high strug held back
By bureaucrats and picket lines
Cause hurricanes were never as effective when they stayed in line I'll do the time
Cause we have a duty to tear it down,
So a molotov will due quite fine
If you see the system is corrupt, you should see it as a sign
I was a quiet kid,
Mouth shut
Always following guidelines
And when I saw the cracks,
I thought I should just buy time
And fall in line
But I've grown tired of the march,
Towards more corruption in the dark
All these black suits and hushed tones
Should be amplified under blacklist
@daveescoffery Feb 2022
I love the vocal style here, and the layering in the chorus is powerful, a nice change.