1918

I'm sitting on a toilet seat
Trying to remind my heart to beat
My lungs inflate quicker, so I know I'm not sicker
Than the people drinking liquor 
In the illegal speakeasies 

It's two am and I just threw up
But it wasn't because I'm drunk
It's too much to handle that such an old scandal
Could even hold a candle
To what the the politicians made up
Guess it's just my luck
That nobody listens to me when I say you better look up
Maybe you should shut up
And see the world in a mask of blood

Because one nine one eight
When this whole shitshow happened before
I'm not feeling great
So I hope there's no illness knocking at my door

One nine one eight
Better call nine one one
This is our fate
Come look at what the world's become

I'm sitting in my history class
Trying to cover my ass
On an assignment I didn't do yet
On some people I haven't met
But they're people who too wore masks

And now I'm trying to remember how to breathe
There's too many memories
Crowding my head and invading my head
My recall won't shed what those politicians said
When they were told to speak
This song's on repeat
And why do we keep going like we're not knowing where this road leads
Don't lie to me

We're back in one nine one eight
The other time when this shitshow blew up
I've seen so many wakes
That it feels like I'll never wake up

One nine one eight
The other time when this shitshow was real
There's so much hate
That maybe we'll never heal, we'll never heal

I feel like we're running in circles
Going round and round and round always
We watch the politicians become immortal
We watch them never giving us the time of day

It feels like it's nowhere that we're headin'
Watching history just repeating itself
We see the politicians go to heaven
As they make us our own hell

So try to tell me that we're gonna be okay
Because I can say that it sure doesn't feel that way
We're one step away from the norms of today
But what's normal when you're quarantined and gifted and gay

So one nine one eight
There's nothing more to tell
We thought there was nothing to forsake
But we're just going back to hell

One nine one eight
There's nothing that they let us say
Lied about the plague
Is that so different from today?

Two zero two zero
There's nothing different from then
Two zero two zero
We're repeating the story again.