Marty McKay feat. Rootwords - Hope Is Gone Lyrics

Lyrics Hope Is Gone - Marty McKay , Rootwords



Before events where to hit, I could sense turbulence
Vibrancy of life, certain shit was to tint
Now we've entered the shit, what kind of adventure is this?
My life's black and white like a Tim Burton flick
That's a world without the color, some girl without her mother
Isolated in quarantine, both unsure about each other
And I'm outside, so they say that I'm reckless
They can stay in defenseless, fuck it, I'm making an exit
Open the vents, don't go with the trends
I can see my own father as a threat, if I didn't even know it was him
Cause true indeed every human needs a physical touch
Or they turn into miserable fucks, without women to hug
For damn sake, no handshakes, kisses or hugs, huh?
No visits or love, huh? Just missin' our loved ones
Wearing a mask while driving alone on the freeway?
A sheep? Great, can't no disease catch me man
Stores are shut, boarded up, everybody's bored as fuck
Been a loner all my life, sounds morbid but, it's sorta fun
No mask, no service, get rejected, it's weird
It's more about projecting their fears than respecting their peers
Why they inject us with a deep nasal swab?
If it's "highly infectious", yeah that might be the question
They might be against us
Obvious holes, no autopsies exposed
No bodies to show?
If this was all made up, nobody would know
The good little sheep would all follow the flow
What I hate more than this shit's when they fake more statistics
Isolation and lies to the nation make more of us vicious
Stress increase, ventin' ain't allowed yet, no outlet to release the tension
Entertainment industry decreased a smidgen
We're raw emotionally, look at what that causes socially
Laws are broken G, every time I cough openly
Soulless human faces
Hope is gone it's in their eyes
Moral compass breaking
Got too used to seeing lies
Pollution diminished
Clear waters in Venice
Consuming with limits
Wonder when this will finish
It didn't take long
To get back to before the inspiration of this song
Rev up your engines, it's on
And off again
Working from home
Got to check in with my boss again
I'm lost again
Where do I stand?
I don't know
I used to cross the border
Now it's a place that I won't go
I won't show my face in public
By force
I'm trying to work this out
But somebody's running
My course
When I try to gallop they pull on my reigns
I finally visualize all the invisible chains
Attached to my back
Pulling me back
The power that I lack
Is evident
The more I push forward when I react
Game over
The sheep aligned
They lowered
The evil eye
It's grey
The shadow overtakes
So great traitor's play
Now I've got to inject
To protect society
I've got to inject
To show respect to the eye on me
If I don't play the game then I'm a loser
Checkpoints set up around me
No place for me to maneuver
Free to roam outside of my home
With a paper
Free to use an app to check the status of my neighbors
I'm actually free to do whatever I want
So long as I got the papers to be whatever I want
Make me wonder
What is the difference from before?
We're back to the start at the losing end of the score
Defined by what is written down and not by who I am
Running out of cards in my losing hands
It's either death or life support
There's not much of a choice in that simple thought
With that in mind
I walk in for another dose
And leave that concept of freedom way behind
Soulless human faces
Hope is gone it's in their eyes
Moral compass breaking
Got too used to seeing lies
Soulless human faces
Hope is gone it's in their eyes
Slowly breaking
Slowly takes me down
It takes me down
It's harder now
Slowly breaking
Slowly takes me down



Writer(s): Marty Mckay


Marty McKay feat. Rootwords - Plandemic
Album Plandemic
date of release
27-01-2023




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