Foul Mouth (Dedicated to those people that confuse politics with war)

Hot heads, hotter words
Using the tongue as if it were a sword
Rights wronged, others harmed
Take it all as if were always yours
One upped, brought down hard
To where one and one are summed to zeros
Two for the struggle none for the masses,
No hard fought winners, no new found heroes

Some leaders some builders
Some crush their enemies
Just as they'd treat their children
No quarter no not one dime to the poor
It should be a crime to be poor
But now it's the norm to be so well worn
Something we thought worth keeping
No not for us, we'd rather be weeping
Using the tongue as if it were a sword

Foul mouth fouler deeds   
They're only here to fill your needs
Bury souls or bury seeds
They're left behind while (in your dreams)
You succeed

Psychosis Morosis Sycophants to close this
Democracy hypocrisy
Quoting Adams, Quoting Marvin
“It'll all end in tears, I just know it”
 
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What Savagery What Senseless Violence (Foul Mouth).mp3

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