Your bags are all packed
And you're not looking back
Cause you're out to find your soul
And that's your only goal
No desert or plain
No skies who look the same
You burden your disguise on your quest to become wise
Whoa, oh we're soulsick
We can't seem to shake it
Whoa, oh let's have it
I can't seem to break it
Someone save our ship
I'm sick and tired of this trip
You intoxicate my mind
'Cause you're so divine
Seems you can't breathe
But you know you can't leave
Your loved ones and they're just fighting for air
Whoa, oh we're soulsick
We can't seem to shake it
Whoa, oh let's have it
I can't seem to break it, yeah
If you've got a soul to move
Then I want to see you groove
Use your feet and stomp the ground
Let me see you twist and turn around
Each other's all we've got
In this war that's being fought
It's our poetry and our cries
Won't stop them in their lies
I spend all day with poetry
But it took all night to write this
And these reggae beats I'm hearing
Give my words, them all them high hits
So now that we're back from the place that we hid
I put my shoes and 'pack right on and cross the street just like a slow kid
Every single fucking day disconnected from the router
But when they bark at me, well then I bark back louder
We're sick of the intolerance, let freedom commence
I said, "off with refirmament and down with establishment!
Whoa, oh we're soulsick,
We can't seem to shake it
Whoa, oh let's have it
I can't seem to break it
Whoa, oh we're soulsick
We can't seem to shake it
Whoa, oh let's have it
I can't escape it
Whoa (till end)
