Freedom From Tribes

Falling out of your tribe. In pursuit of freedom while alive. No solace in a depression dive

Two juxtaposed forces averting tragedy Its my addiction to resisting social gravity Loathing those who lie to tribal feed and be happy

You do not trust my lack of confirming bias It does not fulfill the empty fear inside us Freedom solves me but not the collective riots

There is no home for a mind like mine Mental masturbation all the fucking time Totally guilty of the abandoning you crime

Punish me with no home Left out here far from Rome Your contradictory heart of stone