Warfare Lyrics

When the fuck did everyone decide to become a politician?
Catapults with corpses aren't worth opinions
All you do is talk, but you forgot how to fucking listen

I try to sleep but the dogs keep barking
Must be the tension in the room
It builds on rage in the back of the teeth
A dead sage for civility
Compromising shape, conflicted suite

The space between us filled with thin air
Bloodied lines drawn in the sand
We could never cross it
Paths lined to social warfare
We had a chance to survive but we fucking lost it

Slayers turning pitch into flames
The ones who play the saint put a knife in your back
Daggers rain down on the disciples
Daggers rain down on the disciples

All we know
Warfare

When the fuck did everyone decide to become a politician?
All you do is talk, but you forgot how to fucking listen

Hearts splatter left and right
Bring an army of fools to a winless fight
Hearts splatter rich and poor
Turn a nation of fools into a nation at war

We go for the throat
We do what we're told
Another day at the minefield
Another lie is sold

And we're burning
Burn in your pitied slums while they high roll
Another day at the minefield
Another lie is sold