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lyrics
last breath and warm weather
they ain't nothing apart and they ain't nothing together
just a few short years before you're back in the soil
and a few more before they turn your bones into oil
take a bullet in our motherfucking chest for your country
drop a bomb on civilians, tell yourself you're saving lives
kill the men, fuck the women, burn the village to the ground,
take no prisoners and sleep like a baby at night
i know you're the type of man who puts himself before kin
and when you breathe in, you want to breathe the smell of burnt skin
you got all kinds of demons and it ain't hard to find 'em
i can see it in your eyes and there ain't nothing behind 'em
i'd kill you just for being on the wrong side of town
and kill your family just to show you i ain't fucking around
and if you're so damned sure that you're of sound mental health,
prepare to burn, motherfucker, 'cause you're lying to yourself
if you're the image of god, you won't forget the great flood
you can't escape a massive genocide it's in your blood
you could use some suggestions and i've got a couple
just pretend to be asleep, close your eyes, don't struggle
you're alone
i'm a dog and it's time for me to break some bones
you're not a killer, but despite all that
you've got some wicked intuitions to ignore or follow
like a prisoner living in an ant hill
take another damned pill
coax it down your throat and swallow
on your feet motherfucker, this isn't a joke
you're about to be tried by a jury of your peers
and with a knife at your back and a gun at your throat
you really aren't in a position to negotiate here
i've had a thousand young men standing there where you're standing
i've heard all of the excuses, pleas, agendas, and lines
sure we could work something out and i don't have to do this
but why don't you do yours and you let me do mine
you could have done me even worse but you're no longer at bat
you've done some horrible things and i commend you for that
but now you're begging for your life 'cause you're just that kind of guy
you can delay it all you want but you were always gonna die
and a quick sort of end is a warm hand to hold
if i ain't working for death then i am surely his cuckold
your chances here are probably even worse than you figure
i'm a goddamned gun and everything is the trigger
you're alone
i'm a dog and it's time for me to break some bones
you're not a killer, but despite all that
you've got some wicked intuitions to ignore or follow
like a prisoner living in an ant hill
take another damned pill
coax it down your throat and swallow
swallow it revel in it no matter what
keep it up until you feel the sickness in your gut