In my sights, in my sights, in my sights Could have shot you right through the head But I'll drive and I'll drive and I'll drive
In the middle of these times They say are better than ever Well, I just feel nothing tonight
I am the sting of the past I am the sound of uprising Follow the path of these busted out streetlights Ignore the sound of the sirens
In my sights, in my sights, in my sights Could have shot you right through the head But I'll drive and I'll drive and I'll drive
Because our streets are broken and busted Because our streets are broken and busted
In the middle of these times They say are better than ever Well, I just feel nothing tonight
In a world pitching right For what seems like forever Does your privilege seem harder to fight.