Solar Flare Lyrics - Don't Tread On Me - 311

Not for lack of a gentle mother 

I do lack a mental cover 

It keeps on pounding my head 

World order, water torture, exhausted economics 

Everyday just more comics 

In a pissing contest 

That started out with atomic 

Bombs, mom will they drop the bomb 

Will they think about their children's children 

Being born with limbs missing 

There's no one to call 

You can't make 'em stall 

I want to feed them to each other 

'Cause I'm sick of them all 

How can't you see something's missing 

Is anyone listening 

We're shooting up flares 

Does anyone care 

They've got this world locked down bound and gagged 

From the rez in Pine Ridge to that land in Baghdad 

When did our leaders 

Become bottom feeders 

We're shooting up flares 

Does anyone care 

They got this world locked down bound and gagged 

With constant fear and paranoia, toxins in our head 

It's just something they know how to do 

(How to make everyone feel uncalm) 

The masses just take it while they turn the screws 

(Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb) 

It's just something that we gotta fight 

(How to make everyone feel uncalm) 

Keep us distracted with fuel to ignite 

(Bring to a boil) 

Porno shows, MTV hoes, and on the radio 

It's the same fucking song 

That's just the way it goes 

Cultures referral to democracy's girls 

Learn the rules of engagement sweetheart 

This is the world 

How can so many sit silent 

Numb to the violence 

We're shooting up flares 

Does anyone care 

They got this world locked down bound and gagged 

The Botoxed Barbie dolls in stupid magazine ads 

It's just something they know how to do 

(How to make everyone feel uncalm) 

The masses just take it while they turn the screws 

(Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb) 

Embodying all that we know to be wrong 

(How to make everyone feel uncalm) 

When a war chant becomes the popular song 

(Bring to a boil)