Pangaea - Trash Boat, T, RAS

Fragile and tense

I’m hopeless again

Cause all I see is wilful ignorance

Shut the gates, man the fence

Help create an ‘us' and ‘them'

Dig your heels into the ground

Twist the truth, Tie the noose

Cast it out to sea or let them drown

Until the struggle comes around

Then complain you’ve been held down

Only pieces, never whole

Has it always been so cold?

Volition comes with the rising sun

Something must be done

We nurture an environment of depression and extremes

Compassion to cure this disease

Demonize, dehumanize

Like you wouldn’t do the fucking same

Break the chains and fuel disorder

No division, no borders