Fading Lingering

Basement air tastes like rust One bare bulb swings over busted trust

Ashtrays spray paint on the busted wall And it's death written big

in my own pissed off scrawl Got a court date circled in

a coffee ring Landlord knocking like a siren,

like a constant sting Mom left messages I never played back I'm

counting every cent in this chip mug Thinking 'bout the whole damn

stack Burn it down,

leave the ashes We don't want your poison rations Kick the doors,

crack the plaster Every chain snaps faster,

faster We are not your payroll cattle We bring bricks to every

battle If it breathes and calls itself power We turn this night

into its final hour Food line wrapped 'round the discount store Cop

car crawls slow like it's hunting for the poor I see kids

trade sleep for a double shift Boss talks family but the wage

never lifts Got a friend got grabbed on a sidewalk stop Framed

with a bag that the cops slid Dropped by drop,

judge calls him thug with a practiced ease But his gavel hand

shakes when the crowd won't freeze

Burn it down, leave the ashes We don't want your poison rations

Kick the doors, crack the plaster Every chain snaps faster,

faster We are not your payroll cattle We bring bricks to every

battle If it breathes and calls itself power We turn this night

into its final hour Hands up,

face down Either way they want us ground into the ground So

we mask up, back up,

stack up March boots on the blacktop,

hearts carved sharp Every boarded window,

every empty fridge That's a message,

that's a bridge You can keep your flag,

your throne, your crown We're the cracks underneath pulling cities down

Burn it down, leave the ashes We don't want your poison rations

Kick the doors, crack the plaster Every chain snaps faster,

faster We are not your payroll cattle We bring bricks to every

battle If it breathes and calls itself power We turn this night

into its final hour

Burn it down,

leave the ashes

We don't want your poison rations

Kick the doors,

crack the plaster

If it breathes and calls itself power

We turn this night

into its final

hour