I slept through my alarms today
There was nothing to be late for
I broke my guitar today
There was nothing to sing about anyway
It's all been said
And everyone's sick of hearing it
And everyone else is deaf
Forgive my decline in hope over time
But I hope over time sight's restored to the blind
I hope a baby kills your pride
Let's sleep through the alarms today
Won't be our kid that gets killed
Let's break a damn law today
Won't be our blood that gets spilled
A slap on the wrist
Is all that you'll get
And you'll still throw a fit
Forgive my depiction
Of this gruesome nonfiction
But I'll depict a prediction, a fight for love, hate's extinction
You gotta fight with conviction
In our heads, in our beds, late for mass, mama said
In the streets, marching beats, bucket drums, kick your feet
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