The Whiteys - I.Vs.You

Global warming, radiation what's me next enemy
Modern technology, tryna murder me
Hanging upside down in a forest from a tree
Searching for meaning to be or not to be
I cry to my mom but she says its gonna to be alright
But that doesn't stop the tears from coming at night
And the scary darkness lighted by an iPhone screen
Starts making the world seam so dull and mean
People just care about there own ass
Why be yourself when it's easier to wear a mask
And when your fifty nine you'll remember all the wasted time
When you should of explored the world and let your heart shine
But instead you cared about being cool
Smoking before school
Knowing you was a fool
Trying to break every rule
Fuck that
Fuck fulfillment
I'll just lay down here wait for a minute
For a messiah to come and release me from this pain
But probably he'll take the chance and rape my brain
And maybe love is actually the solution
But how can you love when the world crumbles from pollution
Money is the target so aim and fire
Cheat, steal and be called a liar
And you think it's worth it cause you have some bucks in your pocket
But no values or friends can be bought by a wallet

I.vs. you you.vs.me we.vs.all
I'm supposed to stand and tall
I.vs. you you.vs.me we.vs.all
What have we done
Were we meant to be?

I was walking down the stret
And I see a lady
A fine lady
So I ask her
Excuse me miss how old are you,17?
She was like "oh no darling Im 73
I have five children but this plastic surgery saved me"
Didn't it?
Didn't it?
Did it?

When beauty rules we all look the same
It doesn't matter who you are or what's your name
I mean we all just wanna be in a hall of fame
But will you give up your identity for the game

Like a moth to a light
We all live in this fright
Do you wanna spend the night?
Cause you look good but is your heart all right
With all these standards and walls
Our muscles are high but our love falls
Love for people
That don't have a meal
All the wounds too heal
Is it actually real
Good gracious lord forgive me for my mistake
But the fat in my hip might you evaporate
I was made in your image but I want to succeed
Is the money worth all the blood I bleed
Did the westernized culture rape me to?
Cause this shoe looks good on me but it's a number two
And I'm a four it's kinda sore
Cinderella cut her thumb to be more
Pretty and sexy
Models make me envy
Having a house and a Bentley
Is this the reason you sent me
In to this fake and cruel society
I care about myself but what about her and she

Written by:
Nir Shenhav

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