Texty

I really wanna fight for my country Just like the old boys and nazis Gotta feel it, know who's the enemy Execution and familiarity Man is seeking damn he's gotta destroy Comprehend the race war it's in ploy Got that dopamine joy Man I gotta feel alive now Man I gotta feel alive Man I gotta feel alive Man I gotta feel alive I gotta feel alive Oh, it's an uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade It's an uber capitalist death trade It's an uber capitalist death trade My beautiful son is to be a soldier Fighting for whats right in a wage war Will he come back well I'm not sure Sympathise the terror it's all for Don't worry 'coz capital is cash No death is not added up as Expenditure for the nations grace I don't feel alive Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade It's an uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade It's an uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade It's an uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade Uber capitalist death trade It's an uber capitalist death trade I don't wanna be alive I don't wanna be alive I don't wanna be alive I don't wanna be alive I don't wanna be alive
Writer(s): Joseph Martin, Stephen Evans, Eoghan Clifford, Lee Broadbent, Asa Morley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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