A Wake

[Intro: Evan Roman] I need love You need love Give me love And I'll give you my love [Verse 1: Macklemore] They say thirty's the new twenty And twenty's the new thirty, shit, I guess Makes sense, 'cause fifteen-year-olds seem twenty And twenty-five-year-olds seem ten I used to drink away my paycheck Celebrate the mistakes I hadn't made yet Our generation isn't the best on safe sex We forget the latex, becoming Planned Parenthood patients Synthetic heroin is the new basehead So much to escape, fuck a straight edge Walk around looking through a fake lens Apps this good, who's got time to make friends? I wish I didn't care If cynical hipsters with long hair and cocaine problems like my music It's not my issue, I can't solve it, yeah [Chorus: Evan Roman] Said my flight has finally landed down And the ground has stopped moving all around Eyes open, awake for the very first time We both forfeit this game of crime [Verse 2: Macklemore] They say, "It's so refreshing to hear somebody on records No guns, no drugs, no sex, just truth" The guns, that's America, the drugs are what they gave to us And sex sells itself, don't judge 'til it's you Uh, I'm not more or less conscious Than rappers rapping 'bout strippers up on a pole, poppin' These interviews are obnoxious Saying that "It's poetry, you're so well spoken," stop it I grew up during Reaganomics When Ice T was out there on his killing cops shit Or Rodney King was getting beat on And they let off every single officer And Los Angeles went and lost it Now every month there's a new Rodney on YouTube It's just something our generation is used to In neighbourhoods where you never see a news crew Unless they're gentrifying, white people don't even cruise through And my subconscious telling me stop it This is an issue that you shouldn't get involved in Don't even tweet "R.I.P Trayvon Martin" Don't wanna be that white dude million-man marching Fighting for a freedom that my people stole Don't wanna make all my white fans uncomfortable "But you don't even have a fuckin' song for radio Why you out here talking race, trying to save the fucking globe?" Don't get involved if the cause isn't mine White privilege, white guilt, at the same damn time So we just party like it's 1999 Celebrate the ignorance while these kids keep dying [Chorus: Evan Roman] My flight has finally landed down And the ground has stopped moving all around Eyes open, awake for the very first time We both forfeit this game of crime [Outro: Evan Roman] I need love You need love Give me love And I'll give you my love