Cops Don’t Care Pt II (Radio Session)

How you wanna live?
Can you conceive of a living wage?
Or does it all just sound
Like something somebody else might say?

Even when they talk so calmly
They say "there's only a couple questions that we’ve gotta ask"
You know the pavement is always hungry
For those drops of your blood
For that knee in you back, oh

Life is so incredibly long
Like a kiss on a bridge between two nervous ass kids
Terrified of doing everything wrong
Fickle, belligerent, fully existent

I don't wanna talk to all the peoplе in their pick-up trucks
Moving all their mouths to make it hurt so much
You won't gеt my blood
In some apologetic stop-gap gush
You’ll feel it all at once in a red raw rush

Like an overworked doctor
Who's smoking in the doorway of the clinic
While protestors pick at
Different perspectives of the same prison
And the peace signs in pictures
Chucked up by the diminished
Mean nobody's safe from the cops
Cos they don't give a fuck
They don't give a fuck about us
They don't give a fuck
They don't give a fuck about us