Hippie Trim Tools Will Be Tools
Head high
Knowledge low
Against it all but go with the flow
No matter how true you pretend to be
Those values that you preach
Are just a cloak for ignorance and
Ego trips
And by the way what's the point in thinking all your talking will keep this long-lost ship from sinking
In your world there's just yes or no
Claim that you're against it all
But still go with the flow
The darkest of times
They're here no doubt
And it's people like you who make sure
That they're still around
It's just another fist fight
One that shapes our lives
Some days you win
Others you lose
Good things they come in fives
I am a blank fist
One that knocks you down
And that's the reason why you wish that I was not around
There is a place in hell for people just like you
Pure disgust for privileged white kids
Who think they've been through it all
Pure disgust for privileged white kids who think they're the center of the world