Mare

Get your story straight And settle on a lie With all these different paths You won't know where yours lies Hypocritical words that they say Take our seats and enjoy doomsday Willing to buy whatever they sell One way tickets going straight down to hell Atrophy Waste away No identity No safety Yeah They take away our rights We will never be free The things you say Are the same thing Just in a different way You think I give a f*ck? Poor pitiful you You fucking piece of shit That ego you feed Is a narcissistic buffet You fucking thief Word to the wise Never turn a blind eye To the ones that slander your name And then turn around and smile to your face Word to the wise Don't feed the snakes Atrophy Waste away No identity No safety Aw shit Ooh Word to the wise Don't feed the snakes