Seriously, Goodluck With That

If you're looking for an echo chamber
Then I'm an open field
If you want to feel in danger
Try drag around your shield
Commit to going the distance
Louder you scream, do they listen
I'm sorry, mister
But can't sell me on the jackpot
Of an ever turning wheel

Are they watching?
Did they see it? If you're lucky
They believe it, they believe it
Lies are colored with the flavour
Of a good one, of a savior

Such a nice man, and a good man
On the one hand
Waving that flag like you were born there
Get the gold star in the gold car
When you pull up
Make 'em all forget they're in your theater

See the performance, or the truth of what it really is why
Too scared to admit that if you think inside, you're just a bad guy

Mama didn't kiss you on the forehead
Say goodnight off to bed
Daddy wasn't even there to watch you get ahead
You did so well, you did your best