Garrison Know The Locale
The crime is fear
A subtle movement of your hand against the map,
But you can't get lost.
Each town's a pop-up stand with everything you need,
And even our accents sound the same.
The crime is fear.
A home that's killing you
And a celebration for the words we knew but lost
Called "dumb down" day
Fight, fight
When everything you need is not what you need
Not what you need
The crime is fear.
