Wrenches

Quest log neverending, inventory low
No medkits nothing but a wrench and direction on my minimap
Black t-shirt, fitted cap and a bouquet
Of a dozen arrows in my back
How are you? We both know better than to ask
At least not in those words, we got codes for that
Never cheat but we god mode and laugh
And clip through the walls they build to hold us back
.you’re a fighter, I’m a thief
And I’ll always bet against you
So you can take that dive in the fourth round and I’ll collect
That blood money and they’ll never suspect
And then we can go and redistribute this cash
Call it a scholarship for the kids we’ll never have
Let my epitaph read: a bad seed in good earth
Six words what I learned my community’s worth
You tell me not to be so dramatic
And that’s fair, but in my defense
They say everything looks like a nail to a hammer
So what can you do with a wrench? And you tell me:

With a wrench you can build a bridge
With a wrench you can hit a Nazi on the bridge of his nose
With a wrench you can wedge it in between two gears
And watch the machine explode

Sooner or later is the usual flavor
Always been more in tune with the crash than the crest
Every extinction level event is what we make of it:
A better world is sleepin’, they’re sedatin’ it
So let’s be the nightmare that awakens it
And the favorite song played to wash away the taste of it
We can be both, we must be both
The flood and the fire ants holding each other to float
Hardcore mode, there’s only one heart I carry
Through a country addicted to binaries: but we can both
The wrecking ball and the reclamation
The genesis and the revelation
Hellfire and oasis, and when they tell you to choose
Between the movement and whatever moves you, that’s proof
They don’t understand what movement means
They’re miles wide, and inches deep, but you and me?
Just the opposite, more like archaeologists
Tryin’ to excavate the better ways that we’ve forgotten
And even if it’s hidden deadly deep in the code
And all the powers that be tell us to leave it alone
We don’t respect their power, we got our own
We don’t respect their power, we got our own
And it’s built from something real, something we can hold
Whether that’s a wrench or your hand, I won’t let go, because

With a wrench you can build a bridge
With a wrench you can hit a Nazi on the bridge of his nose
With a wrench you can wedge it in between two gears
And watch the machine explode