Project the images behind my eyes and
feed me the words with the gravy of lies
mise over your chattels
but fight your own battles.
I ain't going to fight no more,
I ain't going to join in
I've told you before
you're just a mongrel
a monger of war.
Sep 26, 2014
Sep 26, 2014 at 5:49 AM UTC
Project the images behind my eyes and
feed me the words with the gravy of lies
mise over your chattels
but fight your own battles.
I ain't going to fight no more,
I ain't going to join in
I've told you before
you're just a mongrel
a monger of war.
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