Mother of All Fuckers

A generation of hatred aimed at the hopeless
Mass-production of fear and ignorance
Opportunity dies slowly
Breathe in the thin air of the void
The mother of all fuckers wills it so

Nuance doesn't sell, it never has it never will
We'll go right on listening to the loudest voices in the room
It's utter madness to the core
But it's gotten us this far (how far?)
Just a little further and we're through



Credits
Writer(s): Tom Smith, Jim Snyder, Jeff S Abarta, Mike San Miguel
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