Applause Gao the Arsonist (Ft. Empty Sentiment)
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[Verse 1]
Give the man a round of applause
Villain looking down at the crowd from the watchtower
Bone to pick, we all his hounds, we his dogs
Our lives is sanitized like antiseptic dousing the gauze, now we're
Gathered underneath the banister at dawn
Attendance checked by the feds, if you absent then you brought up
Kneeling, often squealing, make example of you
Strong-armed
We kept in check but even pawn is a euphemism
Preach that freedom's being robbed but, who you kidding
Keep my head down so I don't lose it, yeah I choose to fit in
Petty rebel, I hoard colored fabric, shot of booze is hidden
Tucked between the floorboards 'till muster strength for true resistance
Fantasizing that I'll shoot the ruler, prove I'm different
Recoil at the very thought of punishment like Ruger kicking
Pretend butter knives are murder weapons when I use the kitchen
What if I drew pistol, lose my status as a moving piston
Revolt
Cause some
Results
Bravado
Dissolves
I find my own cowardice revolting
[Verse 2]
It don't even matter 'cos he sit on the throne, iron fist, silver tongue
All the powers of the pulpit
We ain't citizens, we cultists
Passion was assassinated, listen to the culprit speaking
Cope by indulging in lives of alter egos
No libido here
Sulphur breeds the fear
I'm silent
Give the man a round of applause
Villain looking down at the crowd from the watchtower
Bone to pick, we all his hounds, we his dogs
Our lives is sanitized like antiseptic dousing the gauze, now we're
Gathered underneath the banister at dawn
Attendance checked by the feds, if you absent then you brought up
Kneeling, often squealing, make example of you
Strong-armed
We kept in check but even pawn is a euphemism
Preach that freedom's being robbed but, who you kidding
Keep my head down so I don't lose it, yeah I choose to fit in
Petty rebel, I hoard colored fabric, shot of booze is hidden
Tucked between the floorboards 'till muster strength for true resistance
Fantasizing that I'll shoot the ruler, prove I'm different
Recoil at the very thought of punishment like Ruger kicking
Pretend butter knives are murder weapons when I use the kitchen
What if I drew pistol, lose my status as a moving piston
Revolt
Cause some
Results
Bravado
Dissolves
I find my own cowardice revolting
[Verse 2]
It don't even matter 'cos he sit on the throne, iron fist, silver tongue
All the powers of the pulpit
We ain't citizens, we cultists
Passion was assassinated, listen to the culprit speaking
Cope by indulging in lives of alter egos
No libido here
Sulphur breeds the fear
I'm silent
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