Letras

(1 2 3 4!) G-U-I-L-L-O-T-I-N-E Yeah what might seem barbaric is a last resort to me Cus' we waited for our crumbs to trickle down so Patiently And now we get to cosplay like it's 1933 G-U-I-L-L-O-T-I-N-E I tried so hard for so damn long to have radical empathy (radical empathy) But now they got me thinking "What's my favourite mortal machine?" Gotta be the G-U-I-L-L-O-T-I-N-E I always thought that if the pen was mightier than the sword Why do actions speak louder than words? And if you want a way better world Well just keep on yelling with a little bit of spelling! G-U-I-L-L-O-T-I-N-E There's no such thing As a self made man When thier father's took everything I'm cashing in my karma for some real sharp gravity Give me the g-u-i-l-l-o-t-i-n-e (G-U-I-L-L-O-T-I-N-E) It costs too much To give a fuck when you're out of capacity How comfortable the soil feel when You're begging at thier feet Yeah give me the G-U-I-L-L-O-T-I-N-E I always thought that every olive branch was natural and free Till we burned down the crops And the trees So thank you for this gift we received The g-u-i-l-l-o-t-i-n-e I always thought that if the pen was mightier than the sword Why do actions speak louder than words? And if you want to fly as free as the birds Just put thier heads YEAH!
Writer(s): Kevin Cappy Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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