Imposter

Imposter - I am the torch at the gate

Imposter - I am the switch in the grenade

Imposter - I am the rush within the raid

Imposter - aren't we all set to detonate

The bulwarks have all shanties erased and we're all choking on the aftertaste

The cartels where destitution leads - enjoy the occidental stampede

These fraudulent defenders are all coming of age

Extraneous endeavors to finalize their wage

Ah worshipper of assets - the affiliate herd

And covered by the menace - we all inhale the dirt

Ah the sum of all parts - makes us communards/ communards

Ah the sum of all parts - makes us communards/ communards

1 I strip - my sleeve - and show my horrid scar

- rebellion is the blood that drips from this guitar

2 I lift - my shoes - and show my broken feet

- rebellion is the blood that pours down from this beat

3 I pull - my tongue - and show my bitter taste

- rebellion is the blood that trickles from this bass

4 I cut - my skin - and show my brittle bones

- rebellion is the blood that gushes from this microphone

5 ah - rebellion has to be / it has to be contagious

- because they try to do away with every last one of us

6 ah - rebellion has to be / it has to be contagious

- because they try to do away with all of us - all of us

(backings) the killer's holding office - yeah

He pulled our tongues - he broke our bones- na na na na