wash your hands in the water that we drink and turn our golden tongues dark brown. deity deceased and impatience kills the best. ambition brings the kingdom down. sheep, we're sheep. we're all shaved and shuffled feet. and the wolves are stuck in middle class. they're not in the elite. so fight all you want but you're never going to end this war, because you and i could end it but secretly want more and more. people, people. all i hear is talking. praying, praying but nothings coming out. wheres your clean hands? your whole world is full of shit. but i have made my bed inside it. priest and pawns lay waste to the land with temples of their own design. billboard ads spread fashion like disease and only wolves and sheep survive. i can't breathe with all this self-inflicted hate. and i'm so fucking lonely i can taste you in my sleep. so fight all you want but you're never going to end this war because you and i could end it but secretly want more and more.


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