White Gold (Explicit)

Wake up, and lie there with your solemn tear

Trickling down since the moon gave into your crooked stare

It lacks the heart you wish to bare

Moronic affair with your belligerence

Sick to death? Try being oppressed for years on end

Clear as the glass that’s not even filled half empty yet

And you take this for granted with your 20/20 vision

Know it all population

Would you be proud to call this your home?

Mostly built of lies within your ignorance empire

Are you proud? What are you owed?

Really it means nothing to have some colours in a flag

Take this for granted with your 20/20 vision, know it all population

Designating your graves too early, that we’re diving with you

Pretentious ugly ****ing humans pretending in white gold