Troubled

I wonder if my heart could kill my brain
The strain we're under could make anyone insane
I wonder, I look into the distance
I see her, and I wonder

But justice system is a rat race, it's way too expensive
If [?] the victims extensive
I remember being ten, frequent visits to the [?]
Grandpa was one of the greats, not one of those bad men
Uncle [?], he was white like mе
Had a wealthy family to pay the steep attorney fees
[?] loopholе, they don't know parole, no
Mercy from the judges, no justice, no soldiers
Stick 'em in the cages 'til their bodies grow old
Break their families' hearts, the judges' hearts pump cold
They take for granted all the power over lives that they hold

I wonder if my heart could kill my brain
The strain we're under could make anyone insane
I wonder, I look into the distance
I see her, and I wonder

Why we're all so troubled
Why we're all so troubled
Why we're all troubled
Why we're all so troubled

If you're dumb enough to persecute a person 'cause they're gay
Might as well put on a sheet, join the KKK
Congratulations on a good home for hate
You're probably homosexual [?] your shame [?] afraid
Why else would you care what people do
In the comforts of their homes, in their own bedrooms?
It seems to me you got some work in front of you
Maybe some traveling, some therapy, an acid trip or two

I wonder if my heart could kill my brain
The strain we're under could make anyone insane
I wonder, I look into the distance
I see her, and I wonder

Why we're all so troubled
Why we're all so troubled
Why we're all troubled
Why we're all so troubled