Past Matters

It's a false sense of security Thinking purely from one point of view Because life's a two-way mirror There's more than what just reflects you It was guns that forged the history books & blood that built the temples too And it's the high life that's growing Because they get to use & step on you You can't deny what's really happened You can't rely on justice from a stolen gun Sometimes I'm fine with being happy But then I read the news & that wall I built comes crashing down All those bricks I made from laughing Are not as funny when others must give voices sound You can't deny what's really happened You can't rely on justice from a stolen gun The past matters It's horrible It's the worst Repeat The same matters They're horrible They're the worst Repeat Hey, now we're calling this home Brave you've got to go Hey, now we're building this home Chained legs to fashion our roads Sometimes I'm fine with being happy But then I read the news & that wall I built comes crashing down All those bricks I made from laughing Are not as funny when others must give voices sound The past matters It's horrible It's the worst Repeat The same matters They're horrible They're the worst We shouldn't be so dumb To think skin changes blood Or to think others don't disagree 'Cause they've proven their love For ruling above just about damn near everything