War Painted Valentine

Cease fire, we spit fire
Sit back and watch it backfire
Cease fire, we spit fire
Sit back and watch it backfire
You’re gonna bleed Mother Nature cause we’re never ever gonna sign
Superstition is tradition, just leftism on a mission
Spin-doctors, false prophets, preaching War prophets
All for the war profits
More profits, all profits
Gonna burn our lungs and leave the ashes behind
And we’ve come to the conclusion
We’re the tumor, it’s not a tumor
We’re the tumor, it’s not a tumor
Empower the poverty, newsworthy prophecy
No need for truth, keep feeding the hypocrisy.

We welcome the silence, we’re hushed like a child in your arms
So blind to the violence, until it’s prowling all around.

Mighty, mighty gentlemen but all I can hear is…
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
Pa-kah!
Bokata-Bokata
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
Itchty, itchy fingers but all I can hear is…
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
Pa-kah!
Bo-ka-ta
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
We don’t wanna tolerate
We know how to discriminate.

I’m Molotov made
Take the bait, we’re gonna take the bait
With a napalm embrace
Take the bait, we’re really gonna take the bait
You have 280 characters to tell us how the world will burn
Keep speaking of the peace while aiming for the throat
I told you that I wouldn’t fit in that boat
With thoughts of being royal
And one truth to rule them all
Let’s hear them chant and call
My truth is bigger than your truth
My truth is bigger than your truth
My truth is better than your truth
My truth is better… shhhhhh.

We welcome the silence, we’re hushed like a child in your arms
So blind to the violence, until it’s prowling all around.

Mighty mighty gentlemen but all I can hear is…
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
Pa-kah!
Bokata-Bokata
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
Itchty, itchy fingers but all I can hear is…
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
Pa-kah!
Bo-ka-ta
Pa-kah!
Pakah-pakah
We don’t wanna tolerate
We know how to discriminate.