Cursive - Noble Soldier / Dystopian Lament

NOBLE SOLDIER

Push it back, push it back,
push it out of your head now
Push it back, push it back,
push it out of your head now, my friend
Don’t recall what you saw
Modern life is behind you
Don’t recall what you saw
Freedom’s a dream

Don’t look up, don’t look up
Don’t look into the mirror
Don’t look up, don’t look up
You won’t like what you’re seeing in there
It’s just a shell, just a shell
It’s a vessel of who you once were
Shell shocked, well heeled
Noble soldier —
It’s over, over, over
Push it back now
Push back, push back
Push it out now
It’s over, over
Push it out now
Push back, push back
The life you knew is over


DYSTOPIAN LAMENT

I used to fall for love
For family and for friends
I used to fall for unity
Despite our differences

I used to fall for trust
The decency of man
I used to fall for secrecy
’Til a neighbor played my hand

I used to fall for math
A universal truth
I used to fall for science books
Until they were removed

I used to fall for hope
The promise of our youth
I used to fall for change
’Til our youth became recruits

I used to fall for currency
To dictate what I’m worth
I used to fall for ancestry
Now I know we’re fucked from birth

I used to fall for news
I’d check it each morning
I used to fall for freedom of speech
Before the red warning

I used to fall for anarchy
But loved the world too much
I used to fall for rioting
’Til the sentry locked us up

Now I fall in line
Now I fall in line
Now I fall in line
Now I fall in line
Fall in line
Fall in line
Fall in line
Fall in line