Текст песни SightLess - Bayley

Tryna lock down a thought or feeling
Left the house to get a mood worth breathing
I know the rest of the world is grieving
Tryna give a hand more than I need it
I tried rehashing some distant socials
If we sit together we can get hopeful
Fixing the problems is more than focal
Though we sit in peace more than we s'posed to
We say the names more than a quote full
More than a handful
Organize the future way passed a handle
We not in control but we can plan all
All of the ways for the days that we paint ahead
The next generation will be breaking bread
Every demonstration we facing death
Riots silence wondering what we can do instead
We try get by the lies and cries
But forced to stay inside and pry
Forced to take the pain and time
Wasted eyes on faceless crimes
See the pictures hear the whispers
Only blood that glistens is our own
It's the human race from human taste
Corruption laced disruptions fate
Image faked and tampered
Another year of us left stranded
Ironic that it's from our homes
No roads to rush just cite the moans
Schools are shut we're left with loans
And some just wanna be left alone
Some just wanna be left alone, yeah

Times like this I wish I prayed
Not for me just for the days
Fight for us with gun or blade
Lighting up when darkness pray
Times like this I wish I stayed
Just a child no sight of graves
We're alright till darkness lays
Till that day we're led astray

Wish the abyss we were still just kids
Not that big no world to fix
Broken bridges just are twigs
All that dies is time and fizz
All that sees is lives and dreams
The only sights we're climbing trees
Get to the top and feel the breeze
Until we stop we fly with ease
Now I stand with rhyming pleas
Older darker ashy knees
Flights are sparcer than the scenes
Stepped in myself on my own
Kept all the thoughts in the zone
Left what was bought for the tone
And I found a telescope
Now I see the pain and suffering
Textbook lies and bluffing
People left with nothing
Guilt cause compared to them
I am just stuffing my pockets with gold, the bronze is share and owed
Only crumbs are stone and rocks
Unattainable justice
Unexplainable anger
Until the shooting stops
Bloodshed rains in flocks
Centuries late on clocks
Guns are aimed and stocked
Back at the hand that leaves
A bruise on the hand that bleeds
A cut on the man that pleas
For his life his wife and kids
No one asked to live like this
POTUS Moses divides a rift
Locusts stoke this fire as gifts
Profit off the souls of it
And no one knows of it

Times like this I wish I prayed
Not for me just for the days
Fight for us with gun or blade
Lighting up when darkness pray
Times like this I wish I stayed
Just a child no sight of graves
We're alright till darkness lays
Till that day we're led astray

Wish the abysss we were still just kids
Not that big no world to fix
All that dies is time and fizz
All that sees is lives and dreams