Noise & Needle 50.1 [EXPLICIT]

[Verse] I’m looking at the streets filled with people screaming at the sky and waving signs of cardboard blue Thinking to myself that all this shouting ain't ever gonna see a single productive promise through It’s what the folks who can't build a thing do when they want to feel like they’re part of the fight Standing in the intersection blocking traffic while the rest of us are working through the night It’s a performance for the cameras and a way to scratch an itch without ever drawing any blood Just a lot of loud-mouthed posturing while the real solutions are getting buried in the mud. [Instrumental Break] [Verse] Somebody replied and said that every right we have was bought with a march and a defiant stand That we wouldn't have a weekend or a fair wage if people didn't take back the control of the land But I’m twenty-nine and I see the cycle spinning ‘round where the protest is the product being sold A vanity project for the social feed while the actual power keeps a steady and a heavy hold They say it’s the only voice the little man has when the systems turn a cold and a deaf ear But I’m wondering if they’re just making noise to cover up a deep and a growing kind of fear. [Instrumental Break] [Verse] You’re calling it a duty but I’m calling it a distraction from the skills that we really need to grow If you want to change the world then go and learn the things that the people at the top already know Protesting is for the ones who won't put in the hours to master the needle and the thread They’d rather burn the whole house down than find a better way to keep the hungry children fed It’s a low-resolution answer to a high-definition problem that we’re facing every single day And I’m tired of the spectacle being the only thing that anyone has the courage left to say. [Instrumental Break] [Verse] So keep your chants and your megaphones and your temporary feeling of a righteous kind of heat I’ll be over here building something solid that can’t be washed away by the rain upon the street The thread keeps on unraveling with the same old tired tropes about the power of the crowd But I’m looking for the quiet ones who get the work done while the "dumb" are being loud It’s a hard truth to swallow when you’ve spent your whole life thinking that a sign was enough But the world don’t move for a shouting man, it moves for the hands that are capable and tough.