Volatile

Fuck the world Go They never see me coming Their faces twisted in shock Now the fools come gunnin' To put our heads to the block Sick of the laughter, sick of the pain Sick of the feeling this feeling of shame Sick of the white folks privileged and vain Protesting the culture that isn't the same Don't blame the false elites When Nazi assholes march the streets So call me a hypocrite, call me a fake It's nothing compared to your pride and your hate Dead, dead and bloated These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead, dead and bloated There's no room left for you These times are Volatile volatile Volatile volatile Volatile volatile This world is fuckin' volatile Fuck the world You'll never see me coming Sick of the racists, sick of this shit Sick of them telling me it's immigrants Sick of the phonies on my phone screen Sick of the NRA trying to scare me Stop crying innocence Stop claiming self-defense Good men won't speak 'cause they're scared of the violence But bad men keep screaming to fill up the silence Dead, dead and bloated These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead, dead and bloated There's no room left for you These times are Volatile volatile Volatile volatile Volatile volatile This world is fuckin' volatile Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Dead, dead and bloated These times are volatile There's no room left for you Dead, dead and bloated Life can be so vol-a Volatile volatile Volatile volatile Volatile Volatile Volatile Volatile Volatile Volatile Vo Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground Break it, smash it, burn it to the ground