Doomtree, Sims - Pop Gun War lyrics

My name is John Wayne on accident
Cash: demon, villain woke to a bad dream
The vaccine keeps spilling
A city of millions
Civilians still feel isolated
Well they picked up and matched it now
For the gas price inflation
So siphon the patience
Born of a bad creation
Such intelligent design
Call in a school board atheist
Nothing but walls
To separate the space we in
And everything is so beautiful
Generation pharmaceutical soothed
Plugging away in a cubical
Til' the unit's improve
Face to the sun but there's fumes in the view
I keep my face to the sun
But there's fumes in the view (the view)
Humans consumed in what's holding em' down
Hands and gears ticking ticking ticking
Times running out
Squeeze another drop outta that rock
Now bust a style living in the battery
Alkaline dumping out
So you're walking down that line huh?
You think your time's up?
(Shit) They got you fired up
Let's walk it side by side seeing eye to eye
Break through the borderlines gotta organize

I turn the stiffer ear
Yield up when the liquor tears
The sickness here but, you still missing the
Bigger picture here
They let the viscous steer
Wallow and sit in fear
If only for the second they could remove
Time to look up and watch the satellites move
Self-centered nation so self consumed
So hung up so tired and spun around
Tired of the run-around
So throw the rudder down
I see a lot of people
I meet a lot of problems
Think of all the ways to
Adding up the microcosms
In the bigger scheme all of it means nothing
So quit that mean mugging
That ain't complete running
Nobody please, d at how it be
Act like they need something
I feel that same flutter
I feel that same buzzing
But, I want the diamond in your charcoal soul
Live from the furnace sims and
Beak came to burn it

So you're walking down that line huh?
You think your time's up?
(Shit) They got you fired up
Let's walk it side by side seeing eye to eye
Break through the borderlines gotta organize
Come off to the fame what's in name?
Whatever saves your soul
Or Paves an interstate
Let's walk it side by side seeing eye to eye
Break through the borderlines gotta organize

And all of this is so big and so small
Follow that bouncing ball
Follow that bouncing ball
And your problem's so big and so small
Follow that bouncing ball
Follow that bouncing ball
And this mess is so big and so small
Follow that bouncing ball
Follow that bouncing ball so hung up
So tired and spun around
Tired of the run-around
So throw the rudder down