Worriers Yes All Cops
You try to act surprised but it'll never work
The news fades over all the kids they hurt
But you see the real picture when America hates
Echoing out over the flyover states
Sometimes silence is a loaded gun
In the hands of all of us
Nothing hurts like doing nothing can
They'll only give it up when we rip it from their cold dead hands
I've got a problem with excuses for some
It's not the worst of them it's every last one
Don't expect a benefit you don't extend to me
You've got a lot of power, you've got a lot of greed
I just believe what I see
Complacent ignorance and reality
I've learned not to trust anyone
Least of all men in blue uniform
