"Miles Jam Number 2" lyrics - ROLLINS BAND

Just tell us when it's rolling

I wanna see all the straight lines go crooked
So I know they're real

I wanna see you screw up
So I know you're real

I wanna see you bleed
So I know you're there

I wanna see you fall
So I know you're here

'Cause everything is too slick
Too bright
The lines are too straight
It's too right

Nothing ever fails

I need you to remind me of your mortality
I need you to remind me of my mortality

I want to see the colors fade

I want to see the shine fall away

I want to see a mistake

I want to see a mistake

I want to see some great fall toward catastrophe

'Cause it's all too straight
It's too right

It's too straight
It's too slick
It's too right

I want to see the cracks
I want to see the fault lines

I'm tired of hearing the word casualty
They should just say
Death

I'm tired of hearing the word virus
They should just say
Plague

'Cause the lies are too smooth too easy
Too smooth too easy

They don't use the word failure enough
'Cause everything is not alright
Everything is not alright and I'm tired of being strung along

'Cause on my worst day I almost believe it
In my weaker moments I believe it

I want to believe so bad
So bad

The dark ages are here
Right now
Right here right now

Look
The waters glowing
Zero oxygen content
Nothing can live in it
The fish couldn't evolve fast enough so they died
And you can't evolve fast enough so you'll die too
You'll die too
And you'll be dead

But to someone else you'll just be a casualty

It never gets real
It never gets real enough

It never gets real enough to make you see that it's huge and it's everywhere

Even when it's killing you
Even when it's cutting your limbs off one by one

There is always the sixty second buffer zone
The Technicolor buffer zone
The credit limit

And it never gets real

I want to hear the man on the television say that it's not alright
I want to hear the man admit to failure
I want to hear the word death
On television
'Cause it never gets real enough as the gun is being pressed to your head
Its steel not real enough

'Cause I'm tired of the denial
I'm tired of the denial
Mine and yours
I want to hear the man in the suit say it's all wrong
I want to hear a man with millions of dollars say he hurts people
I want to hear the government say
We kill
We kill

'Cause the lines are too straight
The colors are too bright

I want to see a crack in the great wall

I want to see the light coming in through the holes

I want to see the rust

I want to see you fall over

I want to see the mortality come to the forefront

I want to see the lines in your face

Because the lines are too smooth
Too straight
The colors are too bright

I want to see what you would do if you were pushed
I mean really pushed
I mean really pushed

I want to see what you would do
If it was just down
To you
Or me