Gotham City Heart Attack - Untitled

Take a breath take some time to think,
Sink into the vast mud-lands of your best friends lungs
Reflect, you signed the papers
Did it for the fat cats and for what?
Blood stains and nameless graves
A 12-gunshot salute, to the back of your own throat

I can't believe I cried this time
I can't believe I died this time
I can't believe they lied this time
I can't believe I cried again this time

Sugar coat the salt in my wounds
Fold the flag and close the page in my book
And for what?
This isn't even my war

Democracy will never work with a one-sided team, win with this one-sided team
Revolutionary freedom-fighters-turned-dictators freeing nations by slave labour
And genocide? Fuck this western lifestyle
I'll just keep biting the hand that feeds

Written by:
Benn Gaylor, Cohen Grant

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