Your ignorance
Will be your fall from grace
Martyrs and morons to the slaughter
No one will keep their place
No one will respect your space
How can you not know this?
'Tis the human race
You have no history
Just some political mystery
Some new conceit
Without teeth
All of these walls
That you find around you
All of these walls
So lovingly surrounding you
Hand over your keys
If you don't need these
Go be a friend
A friend and a thief
De-fund your grief
Defend your police
Will be your fall from grace
Martyrs and morons to the slaughter
No one will keep their place
No one will respect your space
How can you not know this?
'Tis the human race
You have no history
Just some political mystery
Some new conceit
Without teeth
All of these walls
That you find around you
All of these walls
So lovingly surrounding you
Hand over your keys
If you don't need these
Go be a friend
A friend and a thief
De-fund your grief
Defend your police
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