MotherShip by Sam Wise ___ PLEASE REFRESH PAGE FOR WEB FONTS

Saturday, 14 March 2020

Fuck You 8

Die Krupps, 2018






The man with no conscience
Made a promise to his base
That dreams will come true for all collars of blue
A future he’s building on debts
Like his golden empire of excess

You claim to be our saviour
You’re a superstar of failure
You’re dangerously incompetent
The damage will be permanent

The man with no conscience
Wants to build a wall
Isolate and segregate
A wake-up call for all
Visions of swastikas in my head
You know what I’m getting at

You think you’re a master
You’re the king of disaster
There has been no precedent
The damage will be permanent

You claim to be our saviour
You’re a superstar of failure
You’re dangerously incompetent
The damage will be permanent

You think you’re a master
You’re the king of disaster
There has been no precedent
The damage will be permanent

Fuck You!




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