Husk

Ugh, Oh So much to consider and so much to say About the flaws of our industry Observe, participate? Do we speak truth or do we pay Lip service to our woke ideals or shut the door on the lie they deal? Eh! With every reel we turn the wheel of the machine that feeds on us Framing what we feel Five handsome dudes, some platitudes, standards watered down They book your face, you artless fool, carve out a hollow crown Every gram weighs a ton But the party don't stop no (Oa, whoa, whoa-oh) Complex ain't fun, so don't stop, make it pop yo (Oa, whoa, whoa-oh) I am sick to my stomach with what's kind to my ears Disturbing times, distorted sounds, bring the noise and let's be clear This is a privilege Fucking use it Respect it Sell-out Ya!