As a precationary tactic
we had them sarin gas your casket
this killing shit is classic
instigating public panic
feeding on the fammished
with a metal spoon of damage
the pictures multiplied
from the use of private cameras
this evidence is irrelevant
you killed another president
and the ten o' clock news
didn't even mention it
Asphyxiate on organs
feed the maggots in the morning
pictures prove the past
and the gravity of glory
when you filter in the facts
that fucking everybody knows
terminator seeds producing toxic clones
we modernized our madness
and weaponized our fears
conquered all resistance
with Adderall and beer
pick the penance of the pattern
kill what only truly matters
if you survive the suicide
we'll leave the letter on the ladder
To whom it may concern
we've passed the point of no return
whisper to me softly
die, and never said a word
murder on the corner
just to satisfy the curb
she whispered to me softly
die and never say a word
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