Lyrics

Get the fuck out of my room
and get the fuck out of my face
and get the fuck out of my space (yeah)
and get the fuck out of my space (yeah)

Cause it's where Tom is your only friend
except for the FBI CIA GOVERNMENT
a detention if you mention Edward Snowden
as we're folding over a crease
drawing lines in the sand until
privacy goes from right to lease yeah

Oh baby they think I'm crazy don't you see
Cause they got me wrapped up in some big conspiracy
Oh we all die solo
Oh Don't you wanna grow
If you need me here's my hand
I'll try to understand

as an ally I don't define
a people, perspective, or amplify
the search for answers
then multiply
the question to the people overwhelmed
unique dimensions

Not for pension
Not for glory
Not to be the one
To tell the story

Just be there
Make sure friends stay free
What's appropriate
Our responsibility

If you want me there I will be there
(If you want me there I will be there)
Be there
(Be there)

Put your hands up and tape the lens,
blast what I'm dropping like it's 2010,
Free country oh it depends
How the eye sees how it makes amends

Believe in freedom from every plight
They want to be there with you every night.

I put up a little piece of tape on your web camera

By putting perhaps a ripped piece of post it note on your webcamera

*jam*