A hemorrhaging of non-thought, a tragedy
Rapid decline, our trigger happy theocracy
Bound and fueled by propaganda, bound and gaged by treachery; anesthetized we acquiesce; they bide their f*cking time!
This cartoon first-world decadence: Your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Our collective decay is tethered to your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
A cult of hero worship, offer up your sacrifice; our corporate captors demand a tribute of human life
So we hate the ones we fear; we fear the one's who've already lost
When parasites have had their fill, they'll terminate the f*cking host!
This cartoon first-world decadence: Your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Our collective decay is tethered to your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
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Truuz - Our Collective Decay Lyrics
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A hemorrhaging of non-thought, a tragedy
Rapid decline, our trigger happy theocracy
Bound and fueled by propaganda, bound and gaged by treachery; anesthetized we acquiesce; they bide their f*cking time!
This cartoon first-world decadence: Your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Our collective decay is tethered to your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
A cult of hero worship, offer up your sacrifice; our corporate captors demand a tribute of human life
So we hate the ones we fear; we fear the one's who've already lost
When parasites have had their fill, they'll terminate the f*cking host!
This cartoon first-world decadence: Your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Our collective decay is tethered to your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Rapid decline, our trigger happy theocracy
Bound and fueled by propaganda, bound and gaged by treachery; anesthetized we acquiesce; they bide their f*cking time!
This cartoon first-world decadence: Your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Our collective decay is tethered to your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
A cult of hero worship, offer up your sacrifice; our corporate captors demand a tribute of human life
So we hate the ones we fear; we fear the one's who've already lost
When parasites have had their fill, they'll terminate the f*cking host!
This cartoon first-world decadence: Your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Our collective decay is tethered to your god and your guns
Better the streets were overrun with wild dogs
Writer: Al Rosales
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