My Mess, Your Problem Songtext
von The Killigans
My Mess, Your Problem Songtext
This is only a drill
But the ammo is real
Let′s hit 'em right in the mouth
Then with left in the feels
Let′s be the sensitive ones
No be a prodigal son
Like the tolerant left
Be a chosen one
Preach of light versus dark
Or the old against the new
Hate the hand making a fist
But love the drugs fueling you
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
They'll be a time and a place
And be it hero or foe
You'll take your run to the top
Falling short wanting more
Take your voice to the streets
And follow crowds who will feed
Your inner animal side
Your blinding will to secede
Deliver hate veiled by laughter
Or scorn wrapped up in praise
Keep your allegiance fixed to the status quo
Because your neighbors all do the same
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
We′ve a fallacy
Of catastrophic expectations guiding us
With only one side that can win
We′ve made this a mockery
Of epic proportion
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
Hold your heroes to the flames and
Watch them turn their back on
Sisters and our brothers
But the ammo is real
Let′s hit 'em right in the mouth
Then with left in the feels
Let′s be the sensitive ones
No be a prodigal son
Like the tolerant left
Be a chosen one
Preach of light versus dark
Or the old against the new
Hate the hand making a fist
But love the drugs fueling you
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
They'll be a time and a place
And be it hero or foe
You'll take your run to the top
Falling short wanting more
Take your voice to the streets
And follow crowds who will feed
Your inner animal side
Your blinding will to secede
Deliver hate veiled by laughter
Or scorn wrapped up in praise
Keep your allegiance fixed to the status quo
Because your neighbors all do the same
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
We′ve a fallacy
Of catastrophic expectations guiding us
With only one side that can win
We′ve made this a mockery
Of epic proportion
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
My mess your problem
Hold your heroes to the flames and
Watch them turn their back on
Sisters and our brothers
Writer(s): Christopher W Nebesniak Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

