(Intro) (Slow, dusty lo-fi drum loop, muffled tape hiss) (Verse 1) Learned to hate from just a TV screen The smoke, the towers, the global scene We were just kids looking for a sign Told who to blame at the border line And we carried that venom like a heavy shield Guarding a ghost on a battlefield But the world's not all black and white It's often shades of grey in the night (Chorus) Got friends from places all over the map But sometimes it plays tricks on the mind Trying to bridge the generational gap And leave the old phantoms behind Yeah, it’s beautiful, it’s broken, it’s human to the core We see the shadow, but we don't see the war (Verse 2) We like to think it was a different time A locked-away chapter in a youthful crime But we see the same glints on our current screens The same old gears in the fear machines They just swap out the faces, rewrite the name And expect us to play the exact same game But we’ve sat with the people, we’ve broken the bread We can’t unsee the truth for the lies we were fed (Chorus) Got friends from places all over the map But sometimes it plays tricks on the mind Trying to bridge the generational gap And leave the old phantoms behind Yeah, it’s beautiful, it’s broken, it’s human to the core We see the shadow, but we don't see the war (Bridge) (Beat cuts out. Just a pulsing, sub-heavy 808 bass) They want it us or them, they want a line in the sand But it’s a heavy weight we're trying to understand... Just people. (Chorus) (Full lo-fi beat drops back in) Got friends from places all over the map But sometimes it plays tricks on the mind Trying to bridge the generational gap And leave the old phantoms behind Yeah, it’s beautiful, it’s broken, it’s human to the core We see the shadow, but we don't see the war (Outro) (Drums fade, leaving a warped synth pad and a faint TV static hum) Same glints on our current screens... Tricks on the mind... Shades of grey. (Static cuts to silence)
