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Hide in a contrived identity
Indulge your violent cravings
Eye to screen
Your country is lost
To the fallacy of sunken cost
Rental property

Blood from a stone
You’ll reap what they sow
Shield them from the elements
While they enjoy the fucking show
Pay up to the collector
What else do you got?
The promise of a protector
Leaving your defenses to rot

Sell your body as a machine
For the oligarchs, fascist libertines
It feels so lonely
Because we’re all alone
Competing for money
In the danger zone

Blood from a stone
You’ll reap what they sow
Shield them from the elements
While they enjoy the fucking show
Pay up to the collector
What else do you got?
The promise of a protector
Leaving your defenses to rot
National injector
Leaving your senses to rot
All is legal
For the ruling class
Jam the rule of law
Up your ass

Pull back the mask
Is it a face you recognize
Take a look
Through your new transplanted eyes
Take a hammer to the walls
Of your happy home
Tear the copper out
Sell it off to keep the fire warm

US of A is the WMD
US of A is the WMD
US of A is the WMD
US of A is the WMD

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from Here Lies Monty O'Blivion, released January 20, 2024

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