Lyrics:
Fascism of Suits
Bodies on the floor, never upper class
always from the poor
see the lines of life being cut
while they fuck
squeeze the trigger,
tongue, what it taste like?
Don't stop, cut the brake line
Come fuck with the waist line
Come fuck with the bass line
I don't walk in no straight line
the summer of love
Try on ten new you's for size
Cut your hair
Line your eyes
Then change it all for a guy
let the heat swallow you whole
Stealing drinks
Praying for a clear-cut sign
Fighting for the last in line
Taking care of things with fists
Crossing names off of our list
Don't mind
it's not like you're not found
Your mind is pulling but pulling is what you cannot take
You've got to cut the line of your mind it's hanging dead weight
idealist form
of the non-perfect
don't think twice... cut the lines to life
reactions in hand
vital expectations only downfall...
continue this phase
i've
Fifty six falcon, across the old laundry, I tasted
Jigsaw you, how I hate to see this wasted
Thinkin' of a parallel
These lines won't cut but all
keepin it crunk
So much be jumpin off I ain't sleep in a month
why'all can play the front line, I be deep in the cut
Drive through, you can't peep it
Crucify me for a lie
While you cut another line to breathe
Holy roller, poster child for fear and insecurity
Well, nothing is holy and nothing is
go
I keep my scissors
In the junk drawer
And a pair of yours
Stuck in my neck
Between the blades
You'll find the jugular
Cut in line
Or stay in check
cut off the line
Youre moving on, you say here I stay
Ill take this pain yeah, I can, I can
But what about love?
What about our promises? What about
vision
You can't cut corners in a line of life
Karma's like the tightest vice
I'm running on my own
CCTV's in your hands bro, they've got it in your
thoughts puff grass, Angel Dust
Bus pass
Cut cocaine lines up on my mom's mirror
I was scorned, I was born in the wrong era
I was torn between two sides
waste time for you
But don't hate me when I cut in line
The next time, Ima see you again
Spend time with you, what I wanted
Spend time on my own, all is
not
I'm not the people you thought you know
I'm just fucked up every time
I think is time to said goodbye
I think is time to cut the line
I think is
the line, oh
We were going round and round
Just biding time
We had always been sinking
I cut the boat in half
But I'm still thinking
Still thinking
Can't we
You did this to yourself,
No love, No love for you,
Time won't heal your open wounds,
No one, No one to me,
No, No sympathy,
Cut the chain,
Drop
listen to yourself
All of the time
Cut off every line i say
How did you turn it all around
I won't be playing your game today
You tell the truth
money ain't
counterfeit
Give 'em 211 get 'em in line and let 'em 20 so(?)
Cut that money let's be up, which you want to ride, the
Benz or the Truck
Back
will let you ride up beside them sometimes
and your putting a line
where there should be not a line
and your building divides..
come cut me out I
endless road
And there's so much blood on all our hands
It cuts an even deeper line in the sand
Chorus
I hope a forgiving rain will fall sometime
lost pride, on either side
So long, goodbye
We can walk away and say we tried
So long, farewell
It's time to cut the line, and go for self
No looking
the game we're all in
If you don't see we're all made of codes
Deciphering is the game we're all in
The New York sky is cut by lines of metal tubes
If ever our lines tangled
We'd cut 'em before dawn
Will you hold on to what is gone
Will you hold the rock when the river moves on
Mother mother
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