Lando Good Shot Jenson
What we once called our scene
Is now just a politically rally
They’re gathering in masses
And we’re watch their futures passing
You can only hope these things come with age
And everything will be alright
This sound is an outlet, not a dictator
This sound is what sets us free, not why ties us down
Those who stand for nothing, will fall for anything
But now it’s up to you, the choice is yours
Because who am I, well who are you?