Lyrics Hateful Comforts - Burning Love

Hateful Comforts

CNN amnesiac waiting for the earth to crack
Memorize the planted phrase, burn the books, retract the praise
Let the people sink or swim, these polls won’t save their skin
Strength in numbers.
Hateful comforts
We back the winners and bury the others
51%.
Your opinion for rent
I watched horrified as the good things came to light
Because it was everything we ever wanted, but something still just wasn’t right
Sigh of false relief.
Nothing up my sleeve
Have I helped your disbelief?
Well, no
Only ever have to blind half the people half the time
All the patriotic minds will follow
Duty-bound amnesiac, world war three strapped to his back
Don’t ask him who he’s for tomorrow
It’s forever a new day.
Stand tall, look down and say
What spineless bastards all when backed against the wall
But you were never one of that fearful chorus at the tail end of alarmists'
strings
Who let the breaking news pick our enemies for us, but if not us then who were
they?
And where were these fearless freedom fighters
When a wrong word could land you on a no fly list?
Or are we at the part where that was Them and never Us?
Oh surely you exaggerate.
I don’t remember it that way
All but our proudest moments swept under the rug
A proud history, you pick and choose
What to Never Forgive and Never Forget
And he says I’d never sink to that
No, I wouldn’t sink to that
I’m more rational, less gullible — a better man than that
But I could swear the mob was here
Still smell the smoke of mosques on fire
Still see the words washed off the walls
So who were the brave ones that disappeared into the crowd?
The collapsible mob along for the ride that turns into smoke at the turn of the
tide?
Two sides to every fence, and the optimist he says:
Why split hairs in peacetime?
Let’s celebrate with a new line
Disown it all when the pendulum swings back
And it’s back to the pitchfork, back to the high horse
Back to trauma politics for all
Will you remember this when it matters, or do you thank your gods for a free
world
Where nothing goes unscripted anymore?
Buying time / Tricks of the light
Are we moving forward or just side to side?
Yesterday’s hero — tomorrow’s strung up witch
And there’s two sides to every fence for the 51%