Eleventyseven - Wild lyrics

Sisyphus and the boulder
Getting mixed up messages
Out here pushing for closure
Sick of being told to
Get ass, get cash, get blasted
Up till the casket knows you

Bought and sold to stock the broker
Like commodities
Just a product of the culture
Us on a missing poster
Funny how I've never seen a cop
Pull world peace from a holster
I could get wild, I could get loose
I could serve time like the rich kids do
I could stockpile, guns to the roof
Stack 'em like Yahweh taught us to

I could brеak ties, I could make do
Pop a glass roof with a number two
Or I could gеt high, I could get through
Can't get the joke, then the joke's on you
The joke's on you

Shaken up running over
Every soul is a voter closer to your booth
Mister shareholder
What's another bipolar soldier worth to you?

'Cause there's a price on thinking
And a tax on dreaming and a pox on the
Homegrown phony king screaming
"I'm doing what I'm able" like
Cain said to Abel
I'm a Go Fish card on the Blackjack table

I could get wild, I could get loose
I could serve time like the rich kids do
I could stockpile, guns to the roof
Stack 'em like Yahweh taught us to
I could break ties, I could make do
Pop a glass roof with a number two
Or I could get high, I could get through
Can't get the joke, then the joke's on you
The joke's on you

Can I rise above my miseducation?
Pry my lips away from your conversation?
Paid off all your friends not
To judge you but you
Rush to defend your fundament
Just to crush the underclass under it

I could get wild, I could get loose
I could show up on the evening news
I could stockpile feelings in you
'Til you show up on TV too

I could break ties, I could make do
Pop a glass roof with a number two
Or I could get high, I could get through
Can't get the joke, then the joke's on you
The joke's on you