A Bad Itch Songtext
von Grotus
A Bad Itch Songtext
The sound of gunfire comes pounding down the street,
The bpm around 110...
Ya hear it on the TV, It′s always on the tube -
The victims always look like you... The foundation's cracking, even store bought rebels know -
Think of all the places you won′t go...
'Cause now you see a stranger and you cross the street -
Walk straight ahead and listen for his feet now... there it is again...
Negative thoughts bounce around, like a bad itch in the back of your brain...
It's gettin hard not to say this - there′s something we gotta face here...
The little words that slip out: you better think about what you′re thinking,
When you pin the blame on people you don't know.
We used to speak of justice, not self preservation -
But sometimes you talk about getting a gun now... there it is again...
Negative thoughts bounce around, like a bad itch in the back of your brain...
It′s gettin hard not to ask this: are you becoming a racist?
The bpm around 110...
Ya hear it on the TV, It′s always on the tube -
The victims always look like you... The foundation's cracking, even store bought rebels know -
Think of all the places you won′t go...
'Cause now you see a stranger and you cross the street -
Walk straight ahead and listen for his feet now... there it is again...
Negative thoughts bounce around, like a bad itch in the back of your brain...
It's gettin hard not to say this - there′s something we gotta face here...
The little words that slip out: you better think about what you′re thinking,
When you pin the blame on people you don't know.
We used to speak of justice, not self preservation -
But sometimes you talk about getting a gun now... there it is again...
Negative thoughts bounce around, like a bad itch in the back of your brain...
It′s gettin hard not to ask this: are you becoming a racist?
Writer(s): A. Tanner, L. Fox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
