My Enemy, It's You

You got your war
You got your pride
You got your prophets
And reassuring lies
You got your enemies
You spit your hate
You got your walls
Pretend it keeps you safe

You got religion
Only when it suits
Grab what you need there
And sell it like a truth
You got resentment
You shout for strength
You point what's diff'rent
And sentence it to death

Just like you do
I choose my enemy, it's you
Deceivers, liars, preachers too
Just rotten relics sold as new

Your left hand steals
Your right pontificates
You hate the Caste
But they are your portrait
You buy some fake news
And share it 'til it's true
You smile to neighbors
That deep inside you fool

Just like you do
I choose my enemy, it's you
Deceivers, liars, preachers too
Just rotten relics sold as New

The walls you build
Will not remove the stench and scorn
Will isolate you with your own
Worst will remain behind the door

Just like you do
I choose my enemy, it's you
Deceivers, liars, preachers too
Just rotten relics sold as New



Credits
Writer(s): Fabiano Fab Mornatta
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