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Titus Andronicus

Four Score And Seven

 

Four Score And Seven

(Album: The Monitor - 2010)


This is a war we can't win
After ten thousand years, it's still us against them
And my heroes have always died at the end
So who's going to account for these sins?

And I don't know who here is my friend
I'm certain that I've seen uglier men
But Christ, fuck me if I can remember when
Will I never be lonely again?

Olden times are returning once more
As six dark-winged devils line up at my door
Each one is more evil than that which came before
Seven angels find me spread across the floor

You'd like everyone to believe you're a star
And I'll admit that it's worked out pretty well so far
But when they see the kind of person that you really are
Then you won't be laughing so hard

No, you won't be laughing so hard
No, you won't be laughing, you won't be laughing
No, you won't be laughing, you won't be laughing
No, you won't be laughing, you won't be laughing
No, you won't be laughing so hard

I'm depraved and disgusting, I spew like a fountain
Been debased, defaced, disgraced and destroyed
"Most of all disappointed," I say atop this mountain
As I urinate into the void

Fuck, I'm frustrated, freaking out something fierce
Would you help me? I'm hungry, I suffer and I starve
And I struggle and I stammer 'til I'm up to my ears
In miserable quote-unquote art

About how ever since our forefathers came on this land
We've been coddling those we should be running through
Please don't wait around for them to come and shake hands
They're not going to be waiting for you

'Cause these humans treat humans like humans treat hogs
They get used up, carved up, and fried in a pan
But I wasn't born to die like a dog, I was born to die just like a man
I was born to die just like a man

It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them

It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them

It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them

It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them
It's still us against them and they're winning

They're winning

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