culture envy culture warnculture envy culture warnculture envy culture warncount your deadnkill your poornnwhat are you looking to find here?nnabsolution, attainmentnatonement, justificationnnall priced to move youn(standing like it's action)nbide time with brought rhymesnhigh five to nine for naughtnjoke with misdirected liesnnwho the fuck aren't you kiddingnni knew you back in school when therenwere less actores to look up tonstudying simplicitynwe still meant the laughternnif you could love yourselfnthe way you do themnthere'd be life afternthe playwrights lowered their gunsnthere's peace pieces to up againnyou used to buildnmind your pennremind your pennni'm sick of the video you'venrewound us innthe headaches:nstill shots taken in sequencenhung over old dreams to dry andndevelop moldy culturesnstill;nall this sun and you're sleepingnin the dark roomnwaiting on a film caked thick withinncleaning stained windowsillsninstead of taking panesnout of eyesn(i'm out of rhymes)nncolourless you hid behind heavy lidsneating surface shitnsomewhere deep you swearnrespect existsn(exits upstage right)nntradegy:nindefinitely more down than a kissnnthe assumed and the actualnare both a sad performanenan audience will answernif you question them correctnyou don't see the bloody entertainersnyou're trying to resurrectnnot knowing you're lookingnis atonement cash or check?nabsolved and justifiedncreate an ego to protectnncenter level center roarncenter level center roarncenter level center roarnis an army is a formnnculture envy culture war nculture envy culture war nculture envy culture warncount your blessingsnkill your poornnculture envy world overnrespect drunk war soberni'll fight for no flagnand battle all devicesnold men divide soil spoilsnfor us to toil indecisivenover whose music's originsnare righteous or damnednor if one is the same can both benwrought with your handsnnwe've wroung out all lands and broughtnbought lifenback to lifenonly this time we'll go ahead and say thenorigins were whitenheads in the sand that kept us warm fromnthe rhythms of the nightnnyou'd think historynwould give fair warningnnbut it doesn't make for goodnsales or storiesnand don't think we're donenstealing the pastnor telling it to you second-handnwhile tipping the hour glassnand tilting our hatsnone-thirdncockneyednnow dance.nni remember when the beat moved itselfnthrough sacred trees and ceremoniesna hapless hieroglyph soul-branded on the nopen spaces of consciousnessnand we are all con-script scrawled acrossnthe middle canvasnndraw fast - answer nothingnnthere's no question they've been herenglyph lock pick pocketsnpatrolling the selling blocknfor cheap/easy targetsnthe dueling heretics of a new religionndoodling death wish on anfluttery paper soulndraw fastnnblack canvas imperviousnto shades' shamenpaint the world lovelynwith indecipherable songnplant the flag of the insanenin land unsoldnforego the envious and warringnto play the unknownnwhat is culture but the gift of dreamnwhat is life but to singnsleep unseennncenter level center roarncenter level center roarncenter level center roarnin an end many morennculture envy culture warnculture envy culture warnculture envy culture warncount your deadnkill your poornnby now you should've died twicenwe're not communicatingnone line at a time orna version of a dying womannon my doorstepnfading fast the second time aroundnnwhat's inside these sounds you mouthndid you hear the callnfrom across the agesnnthe sea takes us back too quicklynand i'm far from groundednnnow's the time to sailnbefore the last tree fallsnni'm seeing my mentors sage-lessncasting outside their realmnex-spelling p.g. conceptsnto conjure selfnni'm seeing priestsnprostrate to prophecynpraying in the wrong roomncount your blessingsnand sell the differencenni'm seeing indifferent souldnin different cellsnspilling blood like winenjust to know they've been herennhold your pitchernkill your pournntry to clip these wingsnstill we soarnnfrantically flapping the facesnof (not) our kidsnheading south to sea too soon to sayn'stay - i've seen'nnnothing but envy for the greennwar for the greedninnumerable dead blessingsnand your poor peaceful restingnnculture envy culture warnculture envy culture warnculture envy culture war ncount your blessingsnkill your poor