Long Walk Off a Short Pier

Holy War

Drain the blood from the ones you love
Make sure the pigs get their fill
Flashy clothes and designer drugs
An endless buffet of swill
And I can feel it all pulling me under
They try to bury me
But I won't be the one to break
You dig a grave with every word
So shut the fuck up

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