The lake of dead black children that America created Is getting fuller than the founding Fathers even wanted The ghost of great America was underestimated And now it rages like a cold sore on the lip of this dumb nation Again we’ve slipped inside a pit of absolute despair That’s where we live I used to comfort myself with the myth of good intention I can’t believe that I believed that goodness was inherent The liars lying constantly, post-truth, post-everything Some denied humanity, most at least fucked over Leaders led by nothing-men, dick-first into oblivion The civil war didn’t just begin, they’ve been blowing us to pieces Rewarding our worst cruelty, they destroyed our shared reality And now they upsell us our dignity like some fucked VIP package Again we’ve slipped inside a pit of absolute despair That’s where we live Now Again we’ve slipped inside a pit of absolute despair That’s where we live Until we don’t No Justice No Peace No Hope