Текст песни Still Blinking Red - Speedy Justice

I wish I had a soul I'd give it back to the world
Sing a song with such joy there'd be no war anymore
I wish I had a heart with such depth I could love
All the pain away, cover those sins with a crimson spray

Wash clean in the day and the light, I wish I was good
And if I had a lamp that could grant, I'd wish for everyone
To be happy and safe, not working too long
Not a slave in sight, not a punk in a jail

Not a body that just waits, wheelchair bound, nonverbal
Night then day, then night then day
Then another year, another decade with no words, no new faces
The same living, over and under, no way to escape
And the TV shows the happy sexy, and the reels show the competent
No limits to great happiness

I wish I had anything to make it all better
Bring the lonely together, make the proud bow down
Put the righteous underground to that heaven they'd kill for
Send you right to that heaven you'd kill for
And if I'm honest I'd trade it all in for a shot
And a straight crooked couple to take me in

I'm a weak man, my pronouns are negative light
The end is in sight, no it's not right
But it's my fault

The desire inside me's like a dammed reservoir
The cracks in my wall put fingers deeper
My heart beating faster than waves in a blender
My soul's light escaping my gift to Dementors
The best of my virtue sullied my purpose
My wheelchair battery's still blinking red

This IV catechism stays unread
And my dark inner ID seems so together
I think we'd be friends
I think we'd be friends
I'm thinking that still as the storm rages in

Everyone seems so together
Everyone seems so together
But I can't help but see, I can't help but see

The glitch in the social, the worm in this code
The price having wealthy, the lives that are owed
So one can be favored, there are billions subdued
Billions are used, used up and abused
And we call it our purpose, we call it responsible

The desire inside me's like a dammed reservoir
The cracks in my wall put fingers deeper
My heart beating faster than waves in a blender
My soul's light escaping my gift to Dementors
The best of my virtue sullied my purpose
My wheelchair battery's still blinking red