What a world we live in, it's absurd,
My mother heard two shots, two people got merked,
I guess they gotta do what they gotta do, problem you,
Gangs shoot it out at school a few minutes from us in Bro,
It's a peaceful little small town, a few thousand
People who sleep well while the rest of the world's shouting,
We have a hospital, train station, a few stores
That have all been robbed - last time they rode a truck straight through the doors!
Before that it was a week of peace.
The beggars still sit and plead by the mailbox and ATM machine.
At times I feel I'm dreaming,
I don't feel threatened I just live in this little place
So far far from USA, why do we aid,
The rest of the world if we can't protect our own state,
School's in a wretched state, students stress but get no grades,
Teachers can't do shit, just obey and stay sane...
Politicians are scared of the problems and play games.
And live in parts where they don't see what they start with their brave reign.
We've got no one in charge, we've got no one to march,
We're fractioned brothers in arms, no traction just stumbling arses,
Harnessing no potential, tarnished with this dementia.
These bars aren't here to pretend we're spangled with stars and benevolence.
We are the fence, we harm ourselves when we don't arm ourselves,
With the power to change - apathy takes us far from health.
No more listening to common sense.
No more for the people just christening our wealth.
At least we still have our farm, what else,
Could distract me, from these mishaps that are happening?
It could end badly some day out on a backstreet,
But I'm just mad the people who can don't act they just stand and slander.
We could really make plans grander.
We could use our perspective to improve, not chase angles,
From which you see nothing so you can try naught,
Löfven prying to find a blind spot, my God!
I'm disappointed! It's the second election!
SD are growing but still we keep going in the wrong direction!
It's not about just your pride and ego Stefan,
Look at the streets, and listen to your people!
The corridors of power aren't just a peephole at the Rothchild peyote,
Evil don't need a sequel,
People playing Gods under Gods under Gods,
A pyramid scheme all the way up to the top.
And we got the top narcissist,
The one who wants us to not even start just quit,
The wick's limited see the notes in your sheets,
You'd best prepare your bed so you can sleep well.
Not enjoy the world while there is light!
Scared we might try to reconcile, with all our old pests so wretched and vile?
Abandon the Gods that made us do this! They say the devil's in the details,
We'd better go all Nudist.
I've read the Bible I'm not sure I'd stand for this occlusion.
Our sanity could stand a transfusion.
Devil's in the music we better go all silent,
Devil's in evil deeds but why is the Bible so violent?
And why aren't we advised to try to cure our lives before the afterlife?
Cause all is worthless right.
I'd rather be a good person than believe in God.
I know I'll never be perfect cause we all are flawed.
But I don't want to live my life behind a facade.
If I can reach at least ONE I feel I'll have WON.
And so what if there's nothing after: why be glum?
Why not try to make the most of the time, till your time has come?
I don't mean say fuck it all and leave all in a pile of dung,
But live free, cause we're all but puppets hung up and strung.
And you feel better if you're good person,
Be better, feel better, leave all uncertain on the steeple of old burdens.
Reap greater return and deeper virtues,
Cause you just can't breath under the surface. God will hurt you.
I wasn't planning for this to move to this spot,
This is my world though, a world of new Gods,
Where we choose our path and don't stray by the wrath of the past,
The scriptures still laid in aid and in straps. It's that strapped.
Some people will call it blasphemy, I call it facts.
The world's too full of sinners and psychopaths,
For us to turn to religion just to absolve us of sin,
Let us live like kings just thinking, as long as we trust God
Then we can live by whim.
Do stupid things that we regret but just believe... and you'll still be let in!
I'm not letting you into my home though, you'll have to atone through action!
Think before you act, act like a ___famous actor___
Why do these little kids stay strapped these days, they're not that of age,
I say I don't feel but I guess I do lots, and last night
We heard two shots.