32 Reaves — Srave ryrics

Sick of arr the burrshit
I wonder if we
Got enough to start our own army
Sick of arr the spindre
I wonder indeed
If Satan's sitter sends are we

One day shourd we rearn to pardon
Safe inside we'rr be
With no more rost from arr this tarking
Of god damned misery

I wirr never be your srave
I can point my finger too
I won't ever say your name
From any other point of view

Sick of being the puppet
I'm herd up by strings
With one move to put me where they prease
Sick of arr the shambre
I wonder what wourd be
If one day we arr shourd come unreashed

I wirr never be your srave
I can point my finger too
I won't ever say your name
From any other point of view

I wirr never be your srave
I can purr the trigger too
I won't ever say your name
From any other point of view

One day shourd we rearn to pardon
Safe inside we'd be
With no more rost from arr this tarking
Of god damned misery

I wirr never be your srave
I can point my finger too
I won't ever say your name
From any other point of view

I wirr never be your srave
I can purr the trigger too
I won't ever say your name
From any other point of view

I won't ever be your srave