Inclination - Thoughts And Prayers

Politician can’t you answer?
We’re dying in the gutters you offer us a prayer
Whispers in the wind while they watch more constituents meet their end
Your hollow words seem so absurd
To families ripped apart by crisis

You offer no solace
Your obvious negligence eclipses your thinly veiled selfishness

Not your problem you don’t care
Feel no responsibility for this despair

You offer nothing but thoughts and prayers
You feel a sense of perverted justice that the lower classes somehow deserve this

As the population drowns in poison
You prepare and angle for position
We sink into an abyss of alienation and loneliness

Spin the story anyway you can
Absolve your guilt of the mess we’re in
Scum sucking motherfucker you offer nothing but thoughts and prayers