so what if life s a bitch spread her lips and fuck her till her mother has a miscarriage and we never exist letter to the editor wish it was better than this forever resist settling for the message or the medicine s grip put up a fist refuse to enlist we reminisce in the mist with a knife to wrist slice the rich fight the fake righteousness life s a risk fuck it i m a light the wick throw a molotov at a cop hauling off speeding up the freeway to the sprawling mob dday for the falling off calling shots rotten cause never good enough to rob guilty until proven not victimizing is their job right wing racists give the props propoanda built to wash countries white with hateful flaws systematic hate enforced peace activists take the loss countdown to the martial law rrrrrrat fire down your doors while the president applauds we didn t start the fire but we supplied the gasoline to burn this mother fucker higher it s time to expose the liars selling their stock before it drops and they re forced to retire we didn t start the fire but we supplied the gasoline to burn this mother fucker higher it s time to expose the liars selling their stock before it drops and there s no survivors black clouds surround when i write this down cities and towns pity resounds victory sounds like fifty fifty thousand pound hydrogen rounds hitting the ground splitting the fire that crowns the violence we ve found try to be down so fucking hard praise god raise your guard before the blaze scars today s flaws create wars to sedate the doubt that we regard as a threat behind the debt without cause enforced until we re lost in the land of divorce off course towards the apocalyptic source with no remorse for the fourth that never get the reward sticking the sword in their backs saying it s for the lord rocking truth as a toxic youth stalking proof lost in exhausting views cut the salute duck em and shoot buckle the noose around the neck of what you abuse and strut your motherfucking excuse