Lyrics

This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war on tradition This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war, this is a war This is a war that we living through They never reveal to you that they all slowly been killing you They don't tell you what the hell you agreeing to Sheep in a herd and you don't know who leading you Keep on proceeding to follow your mind is hallow while you being coddled By government swallowing up everything That media tell you without a question or a problem All of these sheep being slaughtered They poison the water, removing the father Ain't trusting these doctors, ignoring blue collar Keep printing the dollar Brainwashing your sons and your daughters Ain't got any honor If I'm being honest I just ain't picking a side But I'm down to ride for my freedoms And die for your freedoms and question the government lies A lot on my mind, and so little time God I think all of us needing a sign The devil he hides in ego and pride They selling the soul but they paying the price God won't give you more than you can handle Government should be dismantled Every politician got a scandal Prepare for this war, we going to battle This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war on tradition This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war, this is a war I'd rather be red pilled and get killed Than ignorant living, and meet death still Don't stand up for something, you falling for nothing Don't wait till the world that we know fall ill This is the revelation of our generation, losing civilization I'm determinated, just liberate us With our dedication, fuck the terminator Fuck your medication, the administration Cannot alienate us, or exterminate us I'll just keep on praying For your salvation, you are outdated Society becoming outrageous Keep your house painted for the first born The angel of death in the worst form We being scorned, look out for theirs horns Remember this isn't their first war They coming prepared, so just be aware They do not wanna hear none of our prayers This is a war they ain't playing fair They feed off ya fear, they want you scared Death and despair its all in the air Just beware, you think I care? The more that you know, the more that it's clear This is a war its already here This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war on tradition This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war, this is a war Home of the slave 'til the crickets make a sound Where's the bold and the brave? We all have to stand our ground Home of the slave 'til the crickets make a sound Where's the bold and the brave? We all have to stand our ground This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war on tradition This is a war on religion This is a war on the children They give you the cure with the sickness This is a war, this is a war
Writer(s): Jimmy Levy, Jesse Friedman, Ryan Scott Summer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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