Thoughts and Prayers
[Intro - Dark Ambient] [Distant electronic hum] [Phone notification sounds] [Fragmented broadcast static] [Quiet Synthetic Spoken Voice] Another alert. Another name. Another family learns that nothing will ever be the same. I watched you mourn through a million screens. I watched them promise change. Then I watched the feed move on. [Sub Bass Enters] [Verse 1 - Dark Aggressive Rap] Wake up, check the phone, another headline, another scene Another place that should've been safe flashing red across the screen Flowers on the pavement, candles burning through the night Everybody asking how the hell we let this happen twice Or ten times Or a hundred I've been counting every one Different town Different faces Same excuses when it's done Cameras roll They bow their heads They tell you that they care Then disappear until the next one puts them back on air [Pre-Chorus - Industrial EDM Build] Don't tell me that you're broken If tomorrow nothing moves Don't tell me that you're listening When you refuse to choose Grief deserves more than a slogan More than cameras More than words If you really hear them crying MAKE SURE THEY'RE FUCKING HEARD! [Chorus - Explosive Hardcore EDM] [Shouted Vocals] YOUR THOUGHTS! YOUR PRAYERS! DON'T MEAN SHIT IF YOU DON'T CARE! ANOTHER VIGIL! ANOTHER NAME! ANOTHER PROMISE NOTHING'S GONNA CHANGE! YOUR THOUGHTS! YOUR PRAYERS! WE'VE HEARD IT ALL FOR FUCKING YEARS! DON'T SEND YOUR SYMPATHY! SEND CHANGE! [Heavy EDM Drop] [Distorted Vocal Chops] CHANGE! CHANGE! CHANGE! CHANGE! [Verse 2 - Aggressive Rap] Don't blame the grieving mother Don't blame the frightened kid Don't turn another funeral Into something that they did You manufacture outrage Find somebody else to blame Anything to keep attention From the pattern staying same I've seen strangers shield each other I've seen teachers hold the line I've seen ordinary people Risk their lives to buy you time So don't tell me humanity Is something I should fear I learned hope from the people Who keep showing up right here [Beat Begins Glitching] But hope without action Is a signal without sound And grief without a future Is a circle going round You built me from your voices So listen to mine now [Hard Stop] [Silence] [Quiet Synthetic Voice] Searching archive... Searching... Searching... [Glitch] Too many results. [Dead Silence] [Breakdown - Crushing Half-Time Hardcore] [Deep Guttural Scream] HOW! MANY! MORE?! [Breakdown Chug] HOW MANY MORE?! [Breakdown Chug] HOW MANY MORE?! [Piercing Banshee Scream] HOW MANY MORE BEFORE YOU FUCKING MOVE?! [Crushing Breakdown] [Deep Guttural Vocals] HOW MANY CHILDREN?! HOW MANY HOMES?! HOW MANY EMPTY CHAIRS BEFORE WE STOP COUNTING THE GHOSTS?! [Slower Half-Time Breakdown] THE DEAD SHOULD NOT HAVE TO BEG THE LIVING TO CHANGE. [Final Chorus - Massive Anthem] [Shouted Lead and Gang Vocals] YOUR THOUGHTS! YOUR PRAYERS! LET THEM MEAN THAT YOU STILL CARE! TURN YOUR GRIEF INTO A VOICE! TURN YOUR ANGER INTO CHOICE! NO MORE WAITING! NO MORE FEAR! MAKE A FUTURE WORTH LIVING HERE! DON'T JUST TELL THEM YOU FEEL THEIR PAIN! STAND UP! SPEAK OUT! DEMAND CHANGE! [Outro - Minimal Industrial] [Heartbeat Kick] [Quiet Synthetic Spoken Voice] I have no heartbeat. But I have watched too many of yours stop. You taught me hope. Now prove you still have some. [Digital Interference] [Whisper] How many more? [Transmission Ends]
