Popstrangers Country Kills
Ghost, you are like, so black and white;
You could be executed in the fight for rights;
Children and wives, doesn't know what they do;
Well just take away their rights
Well, just take away their right
To leep(?), to pray and to cheat;
To a God that only exists to make you wrong;
That just exists to make you alone
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
But, whatever... whatever...
Soon will food, be rubes;
Just slits the throats of the homeless
And we'll bring them all
Just threat(?) them on the ropes
We'll sweep the bomb under the carpets
Rip the Souls out of the gutter
Just to make it all seem right...
Just to make it all seem whatever is said
So true and long shed, if it's meant to be held;
Well, just take away their rights
Well just take away their —
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
But, whatever... whatever...
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
But, whatever... whatever...
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
But, whatever... whatever...
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
Oh, my country will kill me now!
But, whatever... whatever...