Cold Snap

Am I alone? I feel disgusted
The ones we know cannot be trusted
Heavy hands start with empty minds
The branded few? God, we’ve been so blind
And smashes down like a ball of hate, hate
Hate — you demonstrate
Where do we go from here?
You make them cave with fear
And maybe you’ll never know
But you’ll reap what you sow
Some crown on your head (some crown on your head)
Visions of red
Making mistakes (making mistakes)
Friends lying dead
If you’re looking for the future, you’ve totally passed it
Behind bars or a black fancy casket
Just because they’re scared of you
Doesn’t mean I have to be
You’ve been there
We’ve been there, too
When the ones you think know
Turn their violence against you
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go?