The Outside - War Among the Poor

Illiteracy's so convenient
As pride enslaves everyone
You are upper class by birth
Money's shining sons
No peace
Our army grows
You laugh and feast from the dead
There's no peace
But bigotry and poverty instead
Trickle-down reason
To us the people that you broke
I'm sickened by sedative violence
That you exercise and provoke
We won't give no peace
Our army moves
You taunt, streets turning red
No peace
But savagery and poverty instead
Where's the threshold to dignity?
Triggering fake expectations
War for scraps among the poor
Consumption consumption consumption
Consumption's not a cure

Written by:
Alberto Atalah, Roland Peters

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The Outside

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