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Headstrong Headstrong Open Season would you expect any less from the people at the top? taking lives in their hands, stringing all the losers up. for the beats, beats that go with losing any war, while the winners write the history books defeated die poor cold and alone, dead and disintegrating, more bereft of life than an old jackson pollack painting i can get with this and i can see it all now before the hail of bullets there is silence, the pow it's not funny cuz when you think you're on the a-tip you slip it must be this fucking dark winter weather, i torture myself too much anyway it's like when i'm feeling happy then i'm jealous of me well, people say i hold out like a holden caulfield you said you didn't like my voice so i kept my jaw steeled it's too much i shook my head spa-spa-spazmatically fat mama cass it was hip automatically i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again" i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again" don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line it's open season on the meek and the useless squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes but now you're staring out the t.v. with a smile on your face predicting armageddon all over the place and we're really sorry for all the mistakes we made it's easy to control us if you keep us all afraid but now even if you could eat your own words you'd start a hunger strike kick sand up in my face like i'm a wheel guard on your dirt bike the sicker the quicker, thicker, the fatter watch 'em all scatter but here's the kicker, it doesn't matter heaven is a joke and hell is a lie, pay attention son cuz these are words to live by i've got my tongue in my cheek so far it makes me mute now watch me kick in the teeth of the track like my mind was a steel toe boot i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again" i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again" don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line it's open season on the meek and the useless squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes the indescribable is up for discussion the undeniable is all about consumption and anyone around and all the people in the street they're pointing fingers and they're whispering discreetly "who is that man? what's he done for his homeland?" he knows their hopes will fade without the strength of his hand they all can see him, they know where he's going he feels so damn obvious that he must be glowing he is ready for his sneak attack, he's gonna go do this shit and not look back "i have the answers for the questions y'all been asking me, i will relieve you of the burden of your six figure apathy, i am the dynamite, i am the glue, i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it it's open season cuz it's good, good, good. don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line it's open season on the meek and the useless squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line it's open season on the meek and the useless squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes |
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