Angry Salad My Town
You've got to bring it down
In my tribe, there's a way that everybody speaks
In my town, there's a wall that no one there can see
Nailed down, unwritten laws, say no one there can leave
Rules to live, rules to love, and nothing in between
And you've got to bring it down...
In my tribe, there's a way that everybody speaks
Telling lies, the smiling kind, and no one says what they mean
When I try to make a difference - I've been turning on myself
I keep lying to the people, I've been lying to myself
And it's all up to you
You've got to bring it down
Bring it down all over me
