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FLOBOTS lyrics : "MAYDAY"

Born in the flood
bloody fingerpaint sets
blackmarketed fresh

water canons forget me not
epitaph airbrush with death
white tee's

wife beaters
button up
reattach flesh


in between the lines
outside of the law

underneath the veil
we dig our foundations
we navigate the globe

trying to find a pattern to break the mold
with a family to feed
theres nowhere we wont go


but what if were caught
they say I'm a snitch

shot at the check point
found with his throat slit


theres spray paint on the teleprompter
anchorman screams that hes seen a monster
[mayday]

theres bloodstains on his shirt
[mayday]
they say that hes gone berserk


sometimes
when I wanna shut out this world

wanna rip up this page
wanna pour out this heart
wanna get up on this stage

and my lips become percussion
and my fists become the rage
and I pound on this table

til it gives me something to say
then I think about things that Ive seen
right in front of me

that I dont wanna believe
gimme one of these mikes
let me let em know

the way that it is is not how its gonna be
not if we dont let em get ahead of us
the present tensions no threat

its just a fence across the path
that were already ready to walk
rock solid footsteps

letem put up obstacles
and prove that it isnt possible
$#&@ that

we dont give in anyway
true liberty and freedoms at stake
peace will never become pass

live my life until my last day

it was half-past eight in the bat cave

when the cracks in the plaster collapsed
and gave way to gaps in the pavement
mayday mayday

put it on blast
for the passengers and messengers
cause this is a disaster

where the $%&^x are the rescue workers
not far
off pissing on a cop car

in the hall with a poptart
sipping liquor in the rockbar
everyone climb to the frontline

lunchtimes cancelled
all hands on deck to pull survivors from the landfill
onlookers passers-by brush of your shoulders

shake off that rubble
break free from your standstill

signs of a better world
causes we understand

failures we expected to occur
and bring redemption for our sins
safety from the crowds
in the shadows on the run
we write our own cider house

rules to keep alive
rituals that prove their worth
search for systems we can trust
rhythms we can lock into


this is madness salvage teams
can't bandage
hope when its damaged
or broken compassion
not enough rope in the van when

world is collapsing
our mode of action
broadcast through the glass
all we can manage
donate with the plastic
scraps from the salad

hoping to balance
emotions invalidated
and staged on 4:3 aspects
just ballast for sadness
lives shattered are standard
fare for cameras and channels
stare no abracabras


no faster answers
or mantras for disasters
remastered and plastered
we got it all backwards
do you know the faction your backing
its another man down

another mother gone
child drowned
another silenced song
solitude
another kind of strong
I miss you
another strung along

missing in action
another page is blackend burned
turned to ashes to ashes
dust off the flags and the caskets

we will never find another you
despite the life of love we knew

these lightning times are trouble who
cant count the strikes that punished through
the bonds we thought would never break
and never will and never change and never fade
but there is the rage
of losing you to their mistakes


in between the lines
signs of a the next movement
refuge from the crowd
outside of the law
causes we understand
hands that trace
instructions for descendants in the
shadows on the run
underneath the veil
failures we expected to
occur and bring redemption for our sins
in between the lines


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