Code Red States - Accelerators

I always question everything

Anything that doesn’t feel right

Then I wake up in the morning and I know everything’s gonna be fine

I always question everything twice

But I’m running out of curiosity

The age of information at the end of the equation doesn’t make sense to me

Raise your hand if you feel the hypocrisy

Content banned for the sake of democracy

Code red states to justificate

Head in sand we accept the atrocities

Hand on heart we revere the autocracy

Code red states, suffocate

Is it that anger I repress?

Is it simply that I care less?

'Cause I wake up in the morning and I know everything’s gonna be fine

The matter that remains at the very heart at the dichotomy

Is that seeing is believing, but there’s so much that I see that doesn’t make

sense to me