Lay Your Burdens Down

 

Supporters of the genocide abroad

Supporters of the democide at home

They’re getting ready for the big big fight

Continued crime is lighting up the phones

 

The dying dollar sparks the fuse

While they’re selling us the Covid blues

Higher prices for what can’t be found

Manufactured by the next lock-down

 

White-coat bastards push the needle in

Turn-coat bastards hold the prisoners down

How many bodies of your own dead kids

Before its time to lay your burdens down

 

How do I pay for all this pain and sorrow

When in my name I took so many tomorrows

So many tomorrows

 

Now it’s time for us to make things right

It’s nice to finally see the line

But we had better open up our hearts

Before we go and tear ourselves apart

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The vertical hierarchy is an arduous climb

Unless you strike at its base