Breakup songs about broken structures,
Systems and cishet white men in power
They puncture dreams for the sake of society
To force us into their view on propriety

I want to go back to days of ignorance
To keep the public problems distant
But my intuition shows resistance
To that urge, it won't listen

I cannot fight for justice, equal rights
In another country, still guilt bites
Because of connection I feel helpless,
We can't see the issues that need focus

Corpulent corporeal humanity,
Intricate web of accusations, a vanity
All the hate, the misunderstanding
It slowly drives me into insanity

All the people that will be missed
I wonder if we'll get out of this
Too many people use fists
They add names to the list

Poor Justitia is overworked
Others take over so she lurks
Invisible, but her ears are perked
She hears the truth they burked

There's much division
The ancient system
Is finally falling apart
Society will forever be
a fragile house of cards