There's not a lot to say about the sword of Damocles hanging over our head
They should have sent a poet
To make sense of the mess you made but honey you got me and I'm a god damn killer of men
Leave your thoughts and prayers by your bible and TV remote
I'm afraid we might miss this time and gallows will hunt us every night of our lives
Back seat baby loading magazines
We know that there's a line between a life and living
And all you cowards in the center with no skin in the game
Or no family in cages
Stick close to the troph and keep up debate
About the type of bullshit you're willing to swallow today
You get one shot at the king and so you better make it count and hit that f*cker right between the eyes
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There's not a lot to say about the sword of Damocles hanging over our head
They should have sent a poet
To make sense of the mess you made but honey you got me and I'm a god damn killer of men
Leave your thoughts and prayers by your bible and TV remote
I'm afraid we might miss this time and gallows will hunt us every night of our lives
Back seat baby loading magazines
We know that there's a line between a life and living
And all you cowards in the center with no skin in the game
Or no family in cages
Stick close to the troph and keep up debate
About the type of bullshit you're willing to swallow today
You get one shot at the king and so you better make it count and hit that f*cker right between the eyes
They should have sent a poet
To make sense of the mess you made but honey you got me and I'm a god damn killer of men
Leave your thoughts and prayers by your bible and TV remote
I'm afraid we might miss this time and gallows will hunt us every night of our lives
Back seat baby loading magazines
We know that there's a line between a life and living
And all you cowards in the center with no skin in the game
Or no family in cages
Stick close to the troph and keep up debate
About the type of bullshit you're willing to swallow today
You get one shot at the king and so you better make it count and hit that f*cker right between the eyes
Writer: Gregory Hoshabekian
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid