sam acus - the state of things (feat. nathan bates) كلمات الأغنية

well the moon is broken and the sky is cracked

and the haves won’t give the have_nots what they lack

nature’s not in balance as the gray replaces green

and i’m wonderin’ if i’m gonna see tomorrow

well the ocean’s getting bigger and there’s fire on the trees

and the rivers run dry where they used to run deep

the crops aren’t growing where they used to grow tall

and i’m wondrin’ if i’m gonna see tomorrow

the forests burning with the hate of the world

leaders only want their flags to unfurl

it’s been years since they’ve been everyday workers: mechanics, plumbers, people

now they’re pushing us pieces like it’s all just a game

sucking oil from the ground through the holes we bored

boices getting silenced like a dissonant chord

politicians aging like milk in the sun

and i’m wondrin’ if i’m gonna see tomorrow

not enough ink for the wars we wage

no more voices of love, now it’s voices of rage

headlines getting bigger and the people getting smaller and the profit drives the world and world drives the dollar

the forests burning with the hate of the world

leaders only want their flags to unfurl

it’s been years since they’ve been everyday workers: mechanics, plumbers, people

now they’re pushing us pieces like it’s all just a game

and sometimes people die, and we hear from on high

the news of the conflict abroad

and ain’t it such a shame, this tragic, violent game?

h_ll no! but together we rose, now divided we fall

yeah, my deepest of condolences to those of you who died

but it’s really not my fault because you didn’t really try

to live you gotta work, you gotta take a few black eyes

and you didn’t have the chance so why the h_ll should i cry?

the forests burning with the hate of the world

leaders only want their flags to unfurl

it’s been years since they’ve been everyday workers: mechanics, plumbers, people

now they’re pushing us pieces like it’s all just a game

genocides run rampant, breaking us apart

when there’s money to make, our morals depart

as the people shout, the bullets go zing

and that’s just the start of the state of things

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