Clowns It Stops With You
Seeping down the walls
Stinking under the rug
We've got a pest in our house
That needs exterminating
It breeds in your ignorance
It thrives in your closed mind
No I don't have all the answers
But I just wish you'd stop being a dick
All
Of the time
There's not much more left I can do
Now- it stops with you
Don't stop and not fight it
Don't feel so entitled
You know you were extradited here once too
I feel ill to my bones to call myself what I am knowing that there's people in this world that exist like you
Sick and f..cking tired of this world of hate
We've got closed minds, closed ears and no solution to this f..cked up mess we've made. Burn it all to the f..cking ground
Burn the Australian flag, f..ck the Southern Cross
