Tear It Down

They build walls… up. Separation fever, make an easy buck.
They say lies… r’true. The majority opinion’s on the barbecue.
Make the law… corrupt. Set the whole damn country on self-destruct.
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We gotta open our eyes, gotta look around.
Gonna speak our minds, tell ‘em what we’ve found.
Got to put our feet back on solid ground.
So we got to tear it down.
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So the norms… ’r broke. ‘Cause we lost our bearings in all this smoke.
Gotta rise… up. You can feel it building down in your gut.
Make the pain… stop. Find a moral compass for the thing goes pop.

So our time’s… up. Got to fix our nature like we’re thunderstruck.
‘Cause we had… enough. Gotta stop this madness ‘fore things get rough.
Gotta make… a break. ‘For we end up makin’ a big mistake.