imposter
imposter – i am the torch at the gate
imposter – i am the switch in the grenade
imposter – i am the rush within the raid
imposter – arent we all set to detonate.
the bulwarks have all shanties erased and were all choking on the aftertaste
the cartels where destitution leads – enjoy the occidental stampede
these fraudulent defenders are all coming of age
extraneous endeavors to finalize their wage
ah worshipper of assets – the affiliate herd
and covered by the menace – we all inhale the dirt
ah the sum of all parts – makes us communards communards
ah the sum of all parts – makes us communards communards
1 i strip – my sleeve – and show my horrid scar
– rebellion is the blood that drips from this guitar
2 i lift – my shoes – and show my broken feet
– rebellion is the blood that pours down from this beat
3 i pull – my tongue – and show my bitter taste
– rebellion is the blood that trickles from this bass
4 i cut – my skin – and show my brittle bones
– rebellion is the blood that gushes from this microphone
5 ah – rebellion has to be it has to be contagious
– because they try to do away with every last one of us
6 ah – rebellion has to be it has to be contagious
– because they try to do away with all of us – all of us
backings the killers holding office – yeah
he pulled our tongues – he broke our bones- na na na na