Through the White Noise

I open my mouth to speak, but those people can only hear
The static come through like a radio that loses its signal.
To them it does not matter what I am holding near or dear
 
To my heart because I might as well be possessing a pistol
That is fully loaded because everyone is running the other
Way. No matter how hard I am trying to have things crystal
 
Clear people still choose to walk through the fog. The further
That they walk away on the wrong path they still blame me
Even though I already warned them about it. Every mother
 
Or father who loses their child’s love because they do not see
Or hear the storm warning coming ahead. I could be spitting
The truth and they will not believe me. I could tell that he
 
Would not accept it when I declare I love you as it is splitting
Him in half and not sure what side to be trusting. People may
Want to swallow the lies rather than listening to or admitting
 
To what is before them, the truth that that is shining like a ray
Of sunshine. You are going to be the one to make your way
Through the white noise because I am not here to play.