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Sold Out
lyrics
I am the pariah who persevered among the martyrs
I am the awkward son who learned to love without his father
I am the bullet in the gun of not-so-quiet contention
Among the dying few who beg of more than small solutions
Speak no more
Show me what you're worth
I'm tired of coded words
You make me sick
We are the effected who tire of the same safe harbor
We are the parents who are tired of losing their own daughters
We are the bullets in the gun to kill your noise pollution
Among the trying few who beg a fucking revolution
Speak no more
Show me what you're worth
I'm tired of coded words
The truth's gone astray
Does this hurt you?
Like I hoped it do?
Split you right in two?
You make me sick
Speak no more
Show me what you're worth
I'm tired of coded words
Give me truth's light of day
Does this hurt you?
Like I hoped it do?
Split you right in two?
You make me sick