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40 Below Summer

Painting The White House Black

 

Painting The White House Black

(album: Fire At Zero Gravity - 2013)


Now stand aside
You're so fucked
And just tell us what we want to hear
And suck in circles
Until our worlds become unclear
We can afford to be at the side of fine design
To be left uncured

Forward down the ladder
We fall and splatter
You gathered the remains and come free again

Why don't you tell me
What it's like to be a free man?
What it's like to have the whole damn world
In the centre of your motherfucking hand
So try and tell me of the American dream
Tell me what it's like to live inside a castle
Made of motherfucking sand

Now smile for the camera
And talk about your masterplan
That we must follow
Because the hour is at end
We have no time to be patronised
By the eyes and the smile so pure

Pulling on the lever
You think you're clever
You bartered our beliefs just to be a king

Why don't you tell me
What it's like to be a free man?
What it's like to have the whole damn world
In the centre of your motherfucking hand
So try and tell me of the American dream
Tell me what it's like to live inside a castle
Made of motherfucking sand

I can heal a world by killing you [x2]
I can fix a fucking world by killing you
I can heal the world by killing you
If you live by the now then you die by the strong
I can heal the world by killing you
Now this bullet is going straight fucking through
I can fix the fucking world by killing you
You decide who lives and dies, don't you?
I can heal the world by killing you
I'll cleanse the world, motherfucker
I can heal the world by killing you [x2]
I can fix the world by killing you
I can heal the world by killing you

Why don't you tell me
What it's like to be a dead man?
What it's like to have a motherfucking truck
In the centre of your motherfucking head
You tried to sell me
Like an American good man
Tell me what it's like to be another body
Buried deep under the scams of another politician

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