With our ass in the air and our heads in the ground Theres no - TopicsExpress



          

With our ass in the air and our heads in the ground Theres no sense of despair, without sight, without sound We hold our ears and shut our eyes Distant screams morph into lullabies We beat indifferent drum, we pound it till were numb We validate, rationalize, corroborate each others lives Pat my back and Ill pat yours, benevolent conquistadors We piss down throats, shit in cupped hands Wipe our asses with all foreign flags We beat indifferent drum, we pound it till were numb 20 feet high, 2 feet thick, barbed wire, razor blades The wall was built to keep them out while keeping us in goose step parades We dont question what weve become We march to the beat of the same indifferent drum We beat it till were numb, we beat it till were numb
Posted on: Wed, 04 Dec 2013 17:43:56 +0000

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