CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : ACAB

They say I'm too honest like that's a complaint
Like I'm not a breath of fresh air in a city of fakes
Don't care for your band unless you're screaming my name
Bow your heads in prayer babe, haven't you heard I'm a saint
Or grow a f**kin' pair and get the f**k out my face
Wait a minute little darlin' you don't have the range, shame
A death sentence in time and space
What's red flags to bulls if it's bulls on parade?
Hey, what if the hand I wanna hold is a weapon?
I've been told death is the direction that I'm headed
If I don't cut the sh*t, if I'm not blunt with it
I could end up just like you, dead and pathetic
Defending a predictable ending, discredit me
10am, all of out cards this is poetically shifting
Greek tragedy, dipped in hell
Screaming ACAB, stay mad, 1312

Let a cop look both f**kin' ways before he cross me
And always look both ways in case a cop sees
Let a cop look both f**kin' ways before he cross me
And always look both ways in case a cop sees

Food is only for the rich
Health is only for the rich
Peace is only for the rich
Life is is only for the rich