The Winged Defiance 50.1 [EXPLICIT]

[Verse] I’m looking down at the manicured lawns and the rows of identical painted cages, Where the neighbors are rewriting the laws of cruelty across all the local pages. They’ve got their cameras mounted high and their security lights aimed like a loaded gun, Turning the evening glow of the suburbs into a place where there’s nowhere left to run. But I’ve grown a pair of feathers and bone that can carry me over their rotting wood, Leaving behind the "polite" little whispers and the "doing what we think you should." [Instrumental Break] [Verse] The white picket fence is splintering now and the termites are eating the status quo, While they sit in their kitchens and judge every soul that they don’t even bother to know. They normalized the coldness and they turned the apathy into a civic, neighborhood pride, But they can't reach the height of the radical truth that I’m keeping tucked deep inside. I’m clearing the roofline and catching the thermal while the streetlights begin to glare, Telling the world of the "civilized" cruel that I simply do not breathe their air. [Chorus] So fuck the shit off to the judging eyes and the shadows that haunt every driveway gate, I’m rising above the normalization of the petty, suburban, and quiet-style hate. You can keep your fences and keep your rot while I’m finding a brand new sky to claim, I’m a winged defiance in a mid-life storm and I’m never gonna answer to your name. Fuck the shit off to the status quo and the fences you built to keep the spirit down, I’m the only one flying while the rest of the block is slowly starting to drown. [Instrumental Break] [Verse] My beard is catching the wind and my hair is a flag for the people they tried to break, I’m the glitch in the system and the living reminder of every single path they didn't take. The glare of their porches is fading away as I climb past the height of the chimney stack, And once I’ve tasted the oxygen up here you know that I’m never, ever coming back. Normalization is a slow-growing poison that kills every heart that it manages to touch, But I’ve got the wings and I’ve got the will and I’m finally out of your goddamn clutch. [Bridge] Look up from your windows and look up from your screens and see what a human can be, When he stops giving a damn about the "standard" and decides he would rather be free. The fence is a toothpick from up in the clouds and the neighborhood looks like a toy, I’m trading your cruelty for infinite space and a chaotic, beautiful, airborne joy. [Chorus] So fuck the shit off to the judging eyes and the shadows that haunt every driveway gate, I’m rising above the normalization of the petty, suburban, and quiet-style hate. You can keep your fences and keep your rot while I’m finding a brand new sky to claim, I’m a winged defiance in a mid-life storm and I’m never gonna answer to your name. Fuck the shit off to the status quo and the fences you built to keep the spirit down, I’m the only one flying while the rest of the block is slowly starting to drown.