To Mike, the only other person who knows what this song means.
Vocals by Kasane Teto, a voicebank for Synthesizer V.
The walls of the station cry
Spray paint prophesy
The fires burn out in the distance
We were reading to pass time
Jimmy Hoffa’s buried in the end zone
Black helicopters in the sky
A big hole where a tower should be
OSHA labor spies
Why is this train always late?
Through sweat and tears we made our stand
With picket signs in hand
And as the change came rolling in
We waited for justice to begin
I consider what I do to be punk-adjacent because I try to handle almost everything myself, but this time I wanted to capture the energy and use the guitars more.