Cut To Fit - Suck on This!, NATO

V Suck On This

Burning Bottles Fly
Drag The freedom across the sky
Can't you see the change
Bashing your head against the fence

Molotovs tell you this:
"We won't take your powertrips,
We won't swallow what you shit,
Suck on this!"

VI North American Terrorist Organization

Policing the globe
That's being beaten to the ropes
And while you desolate their homes
Victim's last chance is his own bomb

Terror! Is what you stand for
Terror! Is what you claim to fight
Terror! Is your weapon of choice
Terror! Now you're in control

Now it secures the north
By reachin into our government's core
Dumb people just comply
As long as they lead, you will stay blind
And only thing you can trust: they lie.
We have seen this dozens of times
And we are the parasites?
These fucking leeches should be buried alive!

Terror! Is what you stand for
Terror! Is what you claim to fight
Terror! Is your weapon of choice
Terror! Now you're in control


Welcome to the land of the free
Where the few rejoice while thousands bleed!

It's all fun and games

The lawyers hustle and the hustlers get life
They're taken to jail from their little wives
It's all just fun and games for serpents
Circus maximus of modern times
It doesn't matter if you committed crimes or not
You're still doing time if your guy can't mime
the courthouse games like the other guy.
It's fun and games till someone dies
It's fun and games till someone dies

The liars whore and the whores are trapped
Under the ice that makes us choose our craft
What you do is who you are
And that does not make you too high on their ranks
It doesn't matter what you chose to do
You're always a whore as long as you're hooked
On any drug you choose to abuse.
It's fun and games till someone dies
It's fun and games till someone dies

And when the game is over you realize
It was not worth all your time
Something strange has changed in your eyes
You are trapped inside your own mind.

I've seen kids who spit and act so sick it would make you all go slightly flip. I've talked to guys twice as bad as the baddest one you've ever had. Medicated minds, entwined and stumbling upon each other blindly, like two deaf guys nodding kindly and neither one proceeds. Their earthly bulks of flesh and bone, slowly turning another stone to get somewhere in this human strife, to get past traumas of past life. But why did mother beat you at night? Why didn't daddy do what's right? Did he inted to attend your ball games, or did you bring him such a shame, throw too much dirt on your family name? Was he too embarrased to harass you, and that's why you chose to be cruel towards the gold fish in your bowl, or towards those frogs you found outside and happily smashed with rocks. We all can see that you reflect, so stop pretending, for your own sake.

A Picture.

Air grows thicker
It's harder to breathe
It all escalates on this moment
Life will be defined by the absence of death
Light will be defined by the absence of shadow
Truth will be defined by the abscence of lies.
And they are everywhere.
Death will swallow life, eventually.
All life will descend to their natural end.
All light will grow weaker with the sun.
It will take the last remains of hope with it
And it all will fall down from the sky
Like clouds would turn into concrete.
Heavier kind of snow.
And by these last hours of the collective
Known to the universe by the name of mankind
We'll be drawn a picture of ourselves.
An ugly, disgusting caricature
With all the exaggerated lines and forms
And we'll know
This is the most truthful picture we have ever seen
And the last one we will ever know.

We'll be gone

We're all so small
Like tears in the rain
Like sleet in the street
Like a minor headache

We'll be gone in a second
Our blood will dry out
And like the razor that loved us
we will be left out

It's too late
And I'm still awake
Maybe someday I can forgive myself
For every breath I take

Mankind's in a struggle
Men kill what the catch
We fear the dark and our dreams
But we fear the mirror the most

Crooked Family.

Donnie was a good boy in a bad family
He was born to use the switchblade
And to cut some arteries
He tried to act good, he really tried to behave
But everytime his daddy called
The result was the same

He used to live in the shadow of his father's relatives
They we're all crooks, dope dealers, car thieves, big chiefs.
He learned the butterflyknife before he could talk
And through the wicked trade he found out
Love can't be bought.

At the age of seventeen he found a girl named Sue
He tried to leave the past behind him,
But it percistently pursued
He wanted to leave the business
He'd rather be down and out
But his father always had one more
For his own Donnie-boy

He sent Donnie to kill his brothers, uncles Sam and Joe
Promised after these two Donnie would be out for good
But little did he know, no, he possibly couldn't
That he was gonna bring a knife to a gun fight

He was quiet as an air balloon that slowly leaves the child
He was confident as boot that takes that last step from the porch
But his uncles were there, to shoot poor Donnie dead
The bullets we're mean, they licked his soul clean,
They kissed his liver, kissed his lungs,
Laughed in the air as they left the guns
And to the head of poor Donnie-boy
They drilled their their tiny holes

And Donny never got his Sue
He got bullets from those two
Who rather killed him than did choose
To lose their place for their younger brother
And after this, they killed eachother.

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