Текст песни Boogeyman - Reverb and The Verse

I'm not crazy you are

The emperor is naked

I've seen the end
And it's right in front of me
Like the wind getting in
Through gaps and cracks
Touching all the exposed skin
Makes it harder to relax
Makes it easy to overreact
And hug your weapons
And the Good Book
Quick look
Did I see what you wanted me to see
Unmasked men
Snowflaking about the loss of liberty
Getting really jittery
When we crowd around
And raise the volume of our sounds
With our arms raised up
And our fingers curled up into a fist
Yelling, who's world is this
It's mine
And it's yours
And it's about time that we settled some scores
You hear me
I know you
But see I won't name names
I'll just control you
Marionette
Plucking them strings
While the emperor is wearing no clothes
Showing that backside
Face down, crying out loud
Truly exposed
And all of us that's wishing on stars
Are wasting wishes
In the midst of these
Well UN-regulated militias
Walking while Black
Usually fitting descriptions of a criminal
Without a damn thing tangible
Except my skin and my height
And that I don't talk right
Ain't down for barking
But I just might bite
And I got chipped teeth
Pulling katanas out the sheaths
Slice you up good
Shredding your delicate beliefs

What harm could come from some simple math
What harm could come from a psychopath
You dance around in your underpants
You cannot hide from the boogeyman

I've seen the beginning
And it's right behind me
Ever-looming
Consuming sound, consuming light
Despite it
Some of us are laying down arms
Right when others wanna fight
Tension and apprehension
Lord, I'm weary
Navigating conspiracy theories
Sit back enjoy the show
Of scam intelligence
Threats are hollow
Veiled, full of bravado
Chopped up for easy consumption
But hard to swallow
'Cause the'y poisonous
Times are fleeting
It's open season
On all our so-called leaders
Committing high treason
It really don't make no sense
They'd give us a reason
But there's plenty
We'd ruffle your clothes
But you ain't wearin' any

What harm could come from a simple man?
Surround yourself with your sycophants
You dance around in your underpants
You cannot run from your boogeyman

Mirror mirror
I pay you too well
To tell me I'm not
The boogeyman I fear most