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letra de "see ya later, perpetrator!" - roughly human

“see ya later, perpetrator!” lyrics
[verse]
re-enact the renegade wars
get your scoundrel soul on all fours
and howl
see your brightest parts prowl
quietly, they sneak through your cracks and crevices
forgive yourself your negligence
don’t keep em in suspense

[pre-chorus]
blow your nose: “who knows some blow?”
let it snow let it snow let it snow
do your dance, let’s drop and roll
fracturing your aimless whole

[chorus]
[the] decision which precedes incision is the hardest one
drop your bombs, scream your songs
and have your disgraceful fun
don’t ever let those corporals forget
the price at which they won
p-ss on the floor forever more
show them sunshine with your gun

[bridge]
scream and shout and mill about
sun won’t shine, words won’t rhyme
sounds won’t fit in time
i will get what’s mine
light it up, light it up
come on and fill my f-cking cup
[verse]
sleep in elastic band cloth
rest in the tree like a sloth
about to be caught
oh darling, don’t look so distraught
you won’t be caught if you don’t let go
so hold on ‘till your flesh detaches from bone
stick to your stones

[pre-chorus]
paint pictures in grim tones
remove all contacts from your phone
she understood
to immolate you’re gonna need some wood
come on

[chorus]
the mission doesn’t need revision: you just run and gun
drop your bombs, scream your songs
and have your disgraceful fun
don’t ever let those corporals forget
the price at which they won
don’t wanna see humanity
gouge out its eyes with its thumbs

[post-chorus]
rip out my vocal chords
i will resign, devout and bored
religious warfare at its best
at least you die for something else
[bridge]
pray and sway, all happy and g-y
jesus saves, we will behave
just give me a sign
i will give you all of mine
light it up light it up
who needs money
light it up
who needs when you have no time

[outro]
external
internal
financial advisors
progressives
feminists
billionaires
babies
murderers
gardeners
artists
politicians’
mothers
daughters
idle folk
optometri-cians
lawyers
[the] k!llers
street magicians
superstitions
obstetricians
we all die the same:
with god’s proverbial bullet through our f-cking brain

- roughly human

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