[ Featuring Artimus Wolz ]
All her theatrics and noble cause
She's got you twisted around, under thumb
Are you blinded or just a pawn
I think you're simpin for glory and crumbs
What's the name she's been stoking in the fire
Brother John you've been taxing, digging graves
Talking out of both sides of your mouth just like a liar
Making excuses for Jenna's side anyways
Violence
She don't got problem using it to keep you silent
She'll invade your continent and turn it to an island
She might drop an eagle let the freedom whistle through
She'll flood all the streets with blood to make it match the white and blue
Jenna's in the wrong and yet you always take her side
Sold yourself an evil just to wash away a lie
There's children in streets there's only half of them alive
Waiting for the day when all the heroes will arrive
What's the name she's been stoking in the fire
Brother John you've been taxing, digging graves
Talking out of both sides of your mouth just like a liar
Making excuses for Jenna's side anyways
Cutthroat and overdrawn
Double down and she's just as calm
Heartless in her retorts
Smoke and mirrors? No, those are bombs
We've been watching the slaughter from the sides
And Everyone can see the abyss in her eyes
Call it wicked, evil. I'm terrified
But it hardly matters because you're always taking Jenna's side
What's the name she's been stoking in the fire
Brother John you've been taxing, digging graves
Talking out of both sides of your mouth just like a liar
Making excuses for Jenna's side anyways
