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Whiskey or a Bullet
03:04
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Our population blindly follows politics of ill repute,
who's fallacies and absurdities are brainwashing you!
Misanthropy consumes my brain, or is it filled with shit cocaine,
my memory is just a blur, when I drown myself in cheap liquor!
It's consume, produce, and buy more shit.
I'm living a life, of pure regret!
Whiskey or a bullet!
I need a shot of anything!
Whiskey or a bullet!
Straight to the back of my head!
Whiskey or a bullet!
I need a shot of anything!
Whiskey or a bullet!
Will be just fine!
America's idiocracy, brings worldwide mediocrity,
we're void of generosity, and emit immense atrocities!
Illusions of apocalyptic wonder feels so cryptic,
my lack of faith just breeds a hope for world annihilation!
Anxious, depraved! I'm lost without a home,
but I hear a friendly voice screaming "you are not alone"!
Chorus
Direct, your anger, rid the world of fascists.
Channel your rage, burn the westboro baptist's
Church and state and judgment day, control and write the legislate.
Corruption spreads a plague of greed and I can't even smoke my fucking weed!
This world is fucked, how long will I survive?
My options are clear, yet I am still alive!
Give me booze or give me death,
smell the whiskey on my breath.
Send a .45 or Bullet Rye!
The pain is scratching to the surface,
but I don't want to lose control,
the anger swells and takes a hold,
my fists are flying and I am drunk tonight!
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Pocket Full of Gold
03:13
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Better Run Better Run just as fast as ya can,there is a man over there with a Gun in his hand and he won't rob ya with a bullet or a knife but with a paper and a pen hes comin for your life.They legislate a fascist state decide your fate based on fear and hate.They want total control and tyranny its a world wide conspiracy.
Chorus
These motherfuckers they feed on the poor
These motherfuckers want more more more
These motherfuckers they never satisfied
Got a pocket full of gold and a heart full of lies
They're the reason for the misery and toil, polluting up the air
poisoning the soil. They try and fuck ya right where you live
turn us all into human Guinea Pigs. The government experiments we're losing or minds i wonder where it went.They want total control and tyranny. Total freedom through anarchy.
These motherfuckers they feed off the poor
These motherfuckers want more more more
These motherfuckers they never satisfied
Got a pocket full of gold and a heart full of lies
These motherfuckers stand on the backs of the poor.
Until we scream we wont take any more
These motherfuckers they never satisfied
Got a pocket full of gold and a heart full of lies
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Death of Me
02:40
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At the end of the day i sit here on my own
with nothing to say and no one to call my own
But you just don't get it,thats the way i like it
You turned your back soon you'll regret it
This memory will surely fade,another secret ill take to the grave
Chorus
Now your too blind to see
Living in Misery
Drowning in apathy
You'll be the death of me
At the end of the world,Thats where i lost my mind
Went searching for gold,But blood and dirt was all i could find
You just don't get it this time they did it
Turned your back on the whole planet
Our memory will surely fade another civilization buried in the grave
Chorus
Now your too blind to see
Living in Misery
Drowning in apathy
You'll be the death of me
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No Religion
01:54
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As i was walking down the street one day,a man came up to me to say
Get on your knees but not to pray,don't worry Jesus says its a ok. Now for your sins you must pay, We know the truth yet we walk away.And i don't understand how we can carry on knowing the truth behind their lies.
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