hit me on the street while waiting to do nothing where br within the space can anything feel certain look into br the future make out the word speak send in the spies br to watch them creepy are the people unable to do br something sitting on an armchair fenced in their br creation look up to be there anywhere is somewhere br itchy past scratch the itch hit me in the streets hit br me feel about a nation so precious is the freedom br carousel the brass ring reach into a black mass so its br corroded always polluted we all want some of it maybe br all the people now left without no loving where within br the strength gone better see it coming get off the br fence trip rip up the garbage make it up to the earth br bitch hit me in the streets hit me be a politician br eroding all your freedoms down the rabbit hole cracks br money markets fall through a looking glass time br becomes too fast all to benefit the rich so keep br eating from the apple edges from the center shaken to br the core until it doesn't matter no one to turn to no br where to run to better the bomb to blow it HIT ME in br the streets