I scorn your salvation
Your naked eyes spit
Wishful thinking and uncertainty
Weakened hearts, centered to the core
Promise of friendship, you whore
Cult of standard, I'm bitter
Thanks but i'm not buying

Arouse and cramp their minds
Gathering that refute mindless politics
Go public, don't let your outcry
Defeat your exploitation in the future

Fuck, this is strange
I'm not too sure
Did they feel the same?