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ENEMY

ENEMY

You think you’re fit to go to war?
Can’t even figure out which way to point your sword
Who you fightin’ for?!?!
Now, don’t go fucken MIA
It’s not too late to find the way

Got to decide whose words are lies
It’s heresey, no matter what their gods say
Since when those fuckers care for you?
I think it’s time that you should see, you let them pick your enemy

You think your done runnin’ amok?
What happens when both sides are wrong, son?
They’ll have you dancin’ on a string
While donkeys go and show their asses
We’re runnin’ out of fucken chances!

It’s time for some reality
We’ve gone mad, like some hallucination
How did you let them get to you?
I think it’s time that you should see, you let them pick your enemy

STRIKE! BREAK OUT! LOOK ALIVE!
First we bring the smoke, then we fucken go for broke

Got to decide whose words are lies
It’s heresey, no matter what their gods say
Since when those fuckers care for you?
I think it’s time that you should see, you let them pick your enemy