22 Songtext
von Soul Glo

Emboldened and esteemed by excitement and encouragement
The performance of pain predominates my life′s prospects
Trapped in tragedy, we tragic, I'm terrified
New year, new me, just as
Empowered as a nigga is powerless

Shoutout to my stolen people, my single tears, my entire seas


Shoutout sweeping separation from the so-called "punk scene"
Benefits gigs for presidential bids are clearly only strange to me
Stranger still, my written word is
Real only when I′m blacked out for white to see
The torture told is spun from the
Gold that all of my stabwounds secrete
Like my wasteful wail of
"What I am isn't who I am" at every person that I meet
The post-modern peopleplease
Slamdances sanctimoniously
Against what it thinks it thinks
Its only common enemy
Aside from all the ones it won't allow itself to see

In this environment, affectuating emotional exchanges
Intended to affirm are instead exploitative exercises
In ignoring everyone, the imposed invisibility
Is as equally exhausting as the enthusiasm
The hate begets hate, the love, mistrust
Living numb and loving it in a niche nonplussed!
Ah, ah, ah, ah