Another Offensive Song

Another offensive song. Another not enough
Another big mouth poet screaming
But it’s never loud enough for them
To hear us when we’re all down here
So claw your way out

It’s not my emotions
It ain’t just in my head
Let’s make a motion
We closed mouths we’ll never see it
Part time devotion
Even if you stay long enough to show them
They just don’t want to see it

I used to want it all, until I’d had enough
Now I’m longing for that feeling
A healthy dose of losers lust

Well I don’t care about being fair. Do you?
It’s just another song
A song about distrust, but this time
I’m sure you’ll hear it
When it’s blowing up the airwaves or in your face
We’ll rip your eardrums out

It’s not my emotions
It ain’t just in my head
Let’s make a motion
We closed mouths we’ll never see it
Part time devotion
Even if you stay long enough to show them
They just don’t want to see it

This ain’t just a hypocritical complaint
Where you can say that the pot is calling the kettle black
No it is not. But this is a scenario
Where you can say the cop is calling the killer
Black, hispanic, asian, caucasian
And if you’ve got it really bad - other

It’s not my emotions
It ain’t just in my head
Let’s make a motion
We closed mouths we’ll never see it
Part time devotion
Even if you stay long enough to show them
They just don’t want to see it

To love a man as a man
Or to live as that man who knows she’s a woman
This ain’t about these “types” of people
It’s about all of us, as a people

Those words might get you shot
Your skin might get you shot
Who you fuck might get you shot
My big mouth will probably get me shot

Write songs that tear through
Speak words that scare you
Stoke the fire, I dare you
Kill me off
This movement can’t be stopped