The things that didn't fit Smoothed out by repetition
Never stopped to question it, resonated beyond face value
Now watch the damage you've done
Your judgment is incorrect
Omitted logic with your Concession
The images, with malice sent
Infiltrated by your opposition
Small screens were convenient
Single serving of self preponderant
Opinions that carried shame
Brought to the front lines as rebel cries
Never searched sources that carried weight
Comfort in clicking conceding your consciousness
Your judgment is incorrect
Omitted logic with your Concession
The images, with malice sent
Infiltrated by your opposition
To bemuse!
When you can't turn back
We avoid all facts
When you can't turn back
A herd of sheep, becomes a claque
Set it down, walk away, from our slumber we must awake
The bigoted procreate, brought to the mainstream their convoluted message of hate
Your judgment is incorrect
Omitted logic with your Concession
The images, with malice sent
Infiltrated by your opposition