Bury My Fist In Your Heart

Duration

3:58

Genres

Acoustic

Description

Lyrics

i don't wanna take no more of this, when you come around, i will bury my fist in your heart. isn't anything sacred anymore, they got dollar bills but nothing in the core, and they're turning the landscape into an eyesore, pretty soon, there'll be a mine on the moon, fuckin up the view from inside my room, that i share with my girl at two in the mornin, and when, you say, goodbye, you'll wish, you had a warning... i don't wanna take no more of this, when you come around, i will bury my fist in your heart... profit is key, to keep people working for the company, to put food in their families' bellys... now they're buying things they don't need, replace the junk they once loved fulfill the capitalist greed, landfills were banana peels, now they're full of copper, platinum, and zinc... is this the end, is this the end, is this the end... my friends... and when it's all dead and done, security'll be provided with artillery, till the war is won, lifetime of "gain" makes acid rain, and no thoughts about their grandsons... and when it's all gone, the rats'll carry on, and won't look at where, they came from.