the sun's a strange light nothing grows right anymore scars...
on the morning of the first eviction they carried out...
when they start falling executions will commence sides will not...
congratulations. stop. wish i could be there. stop. tell me...
fuck your fucked directives god i want a new invective...
born into race and nation accept family and obligation i'm...
looking out for cars and mortality trying to find some...
when the bit pulls tight the grip is sewn into...
i want out i want a mutually assured destructive life...