Live Rounds in the Dark (Live)

I see fires in my living room Heard the siren of impending doom I see fires when I look at us All the flesh that they have turned to dust I get tired when I'm angry Petrified - I can't see Ways to keep my heart beat still I philosophize my feelings Can't tell what is real and Will they really make the kill Thought I marched so I could make my mark In a sea of bullet wounds they are great white sharks Can't deny the fate that I saw stark Loaded arms and live rounds in the dark There's a gate that isn't pearly, it's tolling blood Something sinister 'bout '20' That feels like flood When the fire on the mountain has turned to mud Everybody's sinking where do we run I see fires every time I wake Got a feeling that I just can't shake And a question I'm afraid to ask Who would send the order out on this awful task When revolutions are televised There will be blood on your insta live When dissent triggers a genocide I see fire before my very eyes