The Rain

You're a spineless whore for the pretty and vain
Yeah, you know how to work that little sycophant parade
But when a bullet hits your infantry, you'll walk away
Wouldn't want your dress to tear or get a stain

You stay high and dry (yeah)
Then left us to die (alright)
So don't expect us to care when you

Cry, you're safe inside
They'll all try to save you
While we're still waiting in the rain
We're digging graves
No one came to save us
While we're still waiting in the rain

You've got a perfect poker face
Too bad your words are like a bad politician apologizing for slurs
(Wait, what?) you fucking fake ass snake fuck
You burned a bridge, you watched the casualties pile up
Without a care for what you did

You'll never starve like us
You won't fucking feel a hit
You're a wolf in sheep's clothing
That I used to call a friend

I hope you cry, you're safe inside
They'll all try to save you
While we're still waiting in the rain
We're digging graves
No one came to save us
While we're still waiting in the rain

We're waiting in the rain
Still waiting in the rain
Your jackets are free of stains
And while you walk away
Hope your umbrella breaks

Your fast fashion jacket and jeans hide your hate
Yeah, you laugh at the actions of those without fame
And you lack self awareness, but that's okay
'Cause you're the favorite child, they'll love you anyway
They love you anyway
They love you anyway
But we're still waiting in the rain