heretic+

I’ve got a mouthful of spit for all the idiots, the pretty kids and their politics

Your false intellect is rhetoric but go ahead, talk all your shit while you sit and

Starve for the right to hate

Yell with your mouth shut

Feel like priority

I relish in the comedy

Write and repeat their disease

It goes one, two, three, two

One, two, three, two

One, two, three, two

I see through you...

More shit from a thoughtless mind

Spitting vision of another’s eyes

It sells and feels like a merchant christ

Every thorn from another’s fucking side

Everyone moves their tongues to the detest

Just enough to taste the top of the rungs

All “full of hate,” but I don’t hear shit

Load your gun with all of my words