Diligent Delinquents

Diligent Delinquents on a come up looking for the newest way to win Holy water couldn't save us, so we're wavy when we're drowning in the sin Pray to Google, hope to get it through to parents who would never understand Style fitted with an attitude, living in the moment, fuck a plan I don't know why I do what I do, what I know is that I can And if you got an issue, quit your bitching, here's a tissue, stick it in your hand We're not sorry, no apology honestly drew a line into the sand And if you cross it then it's chalk and police calling as we drop you where you stand Cause we don't see the difference in Wall Street and all streets We don't care about your politics, cause the rich are all cheap We don't know how to change it, but we know it's balls deep We're tired of getting fucked, so we're spreading our disease Infected mental, nothing helping Doesn't matter, blue or red When you have a clueless pres All your brothers doomed for death Serving their country with little respect Come back from combat, can't get any rest Explosions and gunfire all in their heads Image of friends when the take their last breath It's real out here We in the field out here How does it feel out here? Whole lot of fear out here Well, we keep it real out here I know what they say and I know what they do They just keep you confused, far away from the truth Follow the tube that they feed from their spoons Take a bite out of life and break free from the loop I see through the painted walls Shouting down empty halls Praying they feel the same But they never get involved "Mommy look, it's a plane" The day that the city stalled Sky opened up his eyes So many tears would fall So is you gon' fight or flight The day that you get the call? The day that you get the call I pray you don't get the call I pray for you when you're gone Just know that we're not alone Just know that we're not alone No, we're not alone Fireflies flying far away Flight of fighter pilots, and it's bombs away Fickle minds finna fiddle on the wage Friend or foe, is it facts or fabricate? Ha! Feeling fearful, feeling all alone Fiending for a fucking second off my phone Find direction, follow into rabbit holes Falling into freedom we don't ever fold La da da dee da dee da da La da da dee da dee da da Ugh I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call (Pray you don't get the call) I pray you don't get the call, nah, I pray you don't get the call I pray you don't get the call, ahh, I pray you don't get the call Ugh We don't care, we don't care, no We don't care, we don't care, no We don't care, we don't care, no We don't care, we don't care, no No, no, no La da da dee da dee da da La da da dee da dee da da Know you can't hear us, but this is delirium Feel like a prisoner kept in hysteria Beating us down so you don't have to carry us Leading us in a direction of perishing Where the parish at? Unamerican Unapologetic underhandedness Killing the system until it's relinquished And now you dealing with some Diligent Delinquents bitch Yeah