Lyrics Liberty - Cosmo Jarvis

Liberty

I’m so connected I know the wallpaper you’re hanging
Your news is my news who knew there’d ever be so much?
I know the blood dried long before the gun stopped banging
Identities were things we had not some just an endless crush
If we keep carving up minorities it’s plain enough
What’s left will be individuals
The individual should just have been entrusted with majority
Cos hates residual
I was good enough, I haven’t changed as fast
As stuff I see surrounds
I’m a sneeze inside a gust and the faces have their rhythm
But we give them such precision nouns for them to be seen by us
These are the days that all my morals just a brand
And justice makes another hundred grand
These are the days that unity’s belt’s been getting slack
These are the days
Liberty gets sold for scrap
Liberty gets sold for scrap
Liberty gets sold for scrap
Gold information, silvered as it saw abundance
And I want your blood to stay and pump around your veins
Our blessed nations see we don’t share our circumference
Races ain’t won 'cause finish lines a closed off place
And the playhead shows me faces
Many traces still remain to be so invisible
And the perfect civilizations just a bust
Abomination anarchy with needless syllables
It shouldn’t take criess of skinny and the slaughtered
And all their sordid glares to notice my excess
But a ship without a name will never stray
From those who moored it there
In the storm of your context
These are the days that all my morals just a brand
And justice makes another hundred grand
These are the days that unity’s belt’s been getting slack
These are the days
Liberty gets sold for scrap
Liberty gets sold for scrap
Liberty gets sold for scrap
We can say this and say that but I can’t say nothing
They say that most folks love their brand despite the smell of shit
Sealing my lips is worse than even saying something
Our roots they grew me but I kept the same view I always did
And the jury get their dander
When their current can’t meander bitter walls of a pleading dam
Our history left us nowhen and the somewhere that we’re goin'
Can’t be seen at all, too far to ever plan
To break our borders is to spit upon the orders
Of the ones we know that we’ve been led to be
Without a name without a master
Flakes of dandruff in a sea of snow
Harmonic entropy, yeah
These are the days that all my morals just a brand
And justice makes another hundred grand
These are the days that unity’s belt’s been getting slack
These are the days
Liberty gets sold for scrap
Liberty gets sold for scrap
Liberty gets sold for scrap