Violence Parquet Courts

[Verse 1]
Violence is the fruit of an unreached understanding that flowers from the lips of scoundrels
It is a forest so dense and rooted in our past
It tempts us to become lost in its darkness
And stinks like the piss test you were forced to take
Just before you were told that you didn't meet
The standards of integrity that this organization strives to maintain
Why are there no folk songs about ATM machines
That produce the likeness of the blazer of the trail of tears?
Issuing overdraft fees from beyond the grave
Prison TV shows in an endless queue
Containing the robust nourishment of a commissary
This is why we cannot afford to close an open casket
You protect no one by obscuring the mirror that reflects our own problematic reality
Allow me to ponder the role I play
In this pornographic spectacle of black death
At once a solution and a problem

[Chorus]
A cause, an effect, a rejoice, a regret
Violence is daily life
A promise, a pact that the world never kept
Violence is daily life
A cause, an effect, a rejoice, a regret
Violence is daily life
Yeah, a promise, a pact that the world never kept
Violence is daily life