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Open Season

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Open Season

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Would you expect any less from the people at the top?

taking lives in their hands, stringing all the losers up.

for the beats, beats that go with losing any war,

while the winners write the history books defeated die poor

cold and alone, dead and disintegrating,

more bereft of life than an old jackson pollack painting

i can get with this and i can see it all now

before the hail of bullets there is silence, the pow

it's not funny cuz when you think you're on the a-tip you slip

it must be this fucking dark winter weather, i torture myself toomuch anyway

it's like when i'm feeling happy then i'm jealous of me

well, people say i hold out like a holden caulfield

you said you didn't like my voice so i kept my jaw steeled

it's too much i shook my head spa-spa-spazmatically

fat mama cass it was hip automatically

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said,"i'll do it again"

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said,"i'll do it again, do it again"

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line

it's open season on the meek and the useless

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites ofmy eyes

but now you're staring out the t.v. with a smile on your face

predicting armageddon all over the place

and we're really sorry for all the mistakes we made

it's easy to control us if you keep us all afraid

but now even if you could eat your own words you'd start a hungerstrike

kick sand up in my face like i'm a wheel guard on your dirtbike

the sicker the quicker, thicker, the fatter watch 'em allscatter

but here's the kicker, it doesn't matter

heaven is a joke and hell is a lie, pay attention son cuz theseare words to live by

i've got my tongue in my cheek so far it makes me mute

now watch me kick in the teeth of the track like my mind was asteel toe boot

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said,"i'll do it again"

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said,"i'll do it again, do it again"

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line

it's open season on the meek and the useless

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites ofmy eyes

the indescribable is up for discussion

the undeniable is all about consumption

and anyone around and all the people in the street

they're pointing fingers and they're whispering discreetly

"who is that man? what's he done for his homeland?"

he knows their hopes will fade without the strength of his hand

they all can see him, they know where he's going

he feels so damn obvious that he must be glowing

he is ready for his sneak attack, he's gonna go do this shit andnot look back

"i have the answers for the questions y'all been asking me,

i will relieve you of the burden of your six figure apathy,

i am the dynamite, i am the glue,

i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do

i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do

i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it

it's open season cuz it's good, good, good.

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line

it's open season on the meek and the useless

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites ofmy eyes

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line

it's open season on the meek and the useless

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites ofmy eyes

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