when the bit pulls tight the grip is sewn into the reins

can't breathe it out you'll just breathe it back again

you mental-pack your chambers full for no reason

you can name a boil-in-bag blook supply you know

it's murder on the veins don't you feel it now? viva viva viva

threatening

hey - we want our violence doubled (no but really in a loving way)

hey - we want our violence doubled (no but really want it right away)

the national temper you know it's written on your face etched and scrathed and mirrored

back don't you know it's all the rage dont' you feel it now?


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