Christians & Lions - Changeling

I was named while I slept so consider it void
I was a self-loathing fighter, a good American boy
But don't bother telling me nothing, I've grown
All feral and forgetful, full of soft, fitful hopes
I think it started in school
They taught me ignorance of privilege
We were a nation at war
That didn't seem to know the difference
But when I heard them talk like battles
Could be 'won,' I laughed
'You don't actually expect me
To believe shit like that'
And from then on no classroom
Was gonna cage my resentment
I could cast my aspersions
Or shoulder burdens, withhold judgement
I saw messiahs, pariahs
Greedslayers, and scabs
But I couldn't come home
'Til I'd learned how to grab
So I grasped that the Promised Land is too often promised
By men who would seek, and then steal, then hold office
And that nothing was ever gonna get very far
Till we smother the Old Guard and put no one in charge
And until our skulls part like a flower in bloom
We will rush to get a part of what power and doom
We can muster
It must be enough, enough
Or we're fucked- it's disgusting
It's all we know of love

Written by:
Benjamin Potrykus

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