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Bury The Hatchet Music Lyrics
Protest The Hero
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Place your justice in my palm and then I'll make a fist.
Punch your grimaced face until every knuckle breaks,
And bleeds in resistance to my sidewalk painting.
A mangled body twitching and regaining
Consciousness and closure; attempting composure.
Before a bullet in the mouth answers the question of exposure.
And God, of sunday school facades,
And paychecks to validate the time I served abroad.
Well they say it all means nothing, if I forget why I'm here;
To serve and protect my fist over fist, mind under matter career.
That's why a man sounds kind of funny when he falls to his knees,
With his hands on his throat while begs you to please:
Spare his life, (Falls to his knees)
When he falls to his knees,
With his hands on his throat as begs you to please.
While I explain the hardest of bodies dulls the softest of knives,
Then I hold up this chin and carve X's in his eyes.
I swear I have compassion, I've just been trained to disregard the prisoner's life,
Because I'm the prison guard.
Protest The Hero - Bury The Hatchet Music Lyrics
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