Context Is Everything

Could we share, not should we care But who will dare to threaten this? Raise your pitch, not praise the rich Yeah, pump your fist along with us And suddenly out of nowhere I hear a voice there in my head "You pick the wrong words, then you wind up dead" Term your states, not state your terms It's not too late late for me and you So waive the rules, not rule the waves They're not the same, that much is true And suddenly out of nowhere I hear a voice there in my head "You pick the wrong words, then you wind up dead" "You pick the wrong words, then you wind up dead" "You pick the wrong words, then you wind up dead" You pick the wrong words, then forget what's said