Gravity Wins - Paint It Black

We’re more than just the sum of our parts

Hands off our bodies, hands off our hearts

And who the fuck are they to tell us where we

Can and can’t find divinity?

We looked around and found their god

Nowhere in the vicinity

Because I see too much hunger and too much

Greed.

What we want getting in the way of

What we need.

Too much neglect and too much

Blight.

You point your finger, instead of trying

To live your life right

We’ve been condemned.

We’ve been gagged

And bound.

The hand that feeds becomes the

Hand that keeps us down

The rain won’t wash away your sins.

You’re

Gonna fall

Gravity wins