AMERICAN ANARCHIST!

Mother fucker really wanna play with the blade

Everybody wanna be the same in a way

Timid to intimidate the man

But they never understand

They gonna kill em if they raisin their hand

Another mother fucker that perpetuate hate

Everybody else that will stand in the way

Everybody talks but has nothing to say

Everybody watch as we crawl to our grave

Slumped over the keys

Like a drunk piano player

Regurgitated thoughts

With rotten food around his papers

He trudges through the odor

Just to glimpse into his savior

Half eaten sardines

That he said hed save for later

Little bit of rage in the bait

Little bit of fade on the way

Ho ho

Little bit of mold in the safe

Little bit a bald but ok

Ho ho

Watch em defecate in his place

Fillin em with lead and erase

Ho ho

Originality is a fake

No personality is the way

Fuck having opinions

A man in a flannel has them that i live with

Losing free will is

A part of the process its always contingent

What is religion

I follow the herd

If i heard it

Its real then

Nobody to listen

When i air out some bullshit

I call it non fiction

I dont need no advertise

I dont need to blur the lines

I just wanna see the patterns

That will correlate my ties

Divide and conquer