We need more guns
We need more bullets
Like we need more death
Like the blood that's been spilt
Can't satisfy Uncle Sam
One nation under a god
Who loves ******
And hates immigrants
Paranoid ex military
Who believe in conspiracies
And built bunks for when
The government comes to "take their guns"
Over my dead body they say
I will blow your brains out is what they mean
We need more guns
Like we need more disease
Hopefully we can have both
And wipe ourselves out
Let the rest of the animal kingdom
Rule the planet
I have more faith in them anyways