This is a song about "Anti totalitarian anti communist we need freedom"

Cold world no blanket son

It is the way to freedom

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Live in a nation ran by camouflaged communist,

We locked, you need the combo/

This summer gone be mine though

And i don't need wings to know freedom/

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Don't have much strength left inside of me but i'm anti me; fucked up jesus

And anti-noteable codes,

This is oh so much like getting votes

Roll along and got tipsy then tonight, tommorow you the mystery

How we trust 'em with our guns, where's our freedom and liberty,

That damier bag i bought her

Yes we need your spirit forever,