Taxpayer's Burden

Let me tell you something I learned
About the pigs who sit you on the curb

They all want to make you rot
And if they could they'd shoot you on spot
Pillage and rape the world

Sitting there in my car, just sitting there
Cig in my hand without a care
A light blinds my eyes, here I go
Another trip down 21 questions road

Where are you going
Where you coming from
Does he know that he has fucked with the wrong one?
The one who's had enough
Enough of being down
Inside your system
Head kicked all around
Came back to the window after running my plates
Revenge has graced me in this place
Thank you for your service while your bodies lay to waste
My tax money once again goes to the wrong place



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Writer(s): State Emergency
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