Songtexte Toxin (Alive at Romaphonic Studios) - Overtoun

Three shots in the back
The killer white, in blue, the young victim black
The fucking pig was acquitted
What kind of god could justify that?
And fifty dead in the mosques
A different way but to the same god they pray
The perpetrator was sick
White-power politicians pull the same trick
There's too many tragedies to mourn
And when they pass
What am I supposed to do?

And where the fuck is god in these times?
There is no law, they get away with these crimes
These awful things happen to those who deserve better and nobody cares
What am I supposed to do in these times?
I know the problem, but a way I can't find
Upset with myself for not knowing how to respond to these agonies
There's too many tragedies to mourn
What can I do but shut myself in?

I'm not absolved
There's too much hate
This toxin must evaporate
There's too many tragedies to mourn
Am I complicit? Am I selfish?
What am I supposed to do?

Where the fuck is god while they pray?
Fake benevolent groups profit from this day
Espousing kindness
Turn their backs on all other plight and nobody knows
What am I supposed to do, think, or say?
I have no answers; I stay out of the way
Beside myself for what seems like an eternity while I melt away
There's too many tragedies to mourn
What can I do but shut myself in?

I'm not absolved
There's too much hate
This toxin must evaporate
There's too many tragedies to mourn
This world is filled with toxin

Toxin!

I'm not absolved
There's too much hate
This toxin must evaporate
There's too many tragedies to mourn
Am I complicit? Am I selfish?
What am I supposed to do?

Toxin; what am I supposed to do?