Black Knives
Now you can roll your eyes
Raise your hands to the sky
One man with war in mind
My thoughts return to those
I’ve lost who I am
Everyone, all the time:
White flags tied to black knives
My thoughts return to those
I’ve lost who I am
Wait for the shot, who will run?
No one will run
No one will care
No one will speak
Such is our world
We are not here
We are alive
But we are deaf
Such is our fucking world