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That sharp mouth moved fast

As it spat out glass

That same tongue bleeds for no one

No charm, no light on

Built to hurt the ones unarmed

I have wanted to quit

I have hated it

I have tightened my grip on my cigarette

I think I’ve always just sucked it up

And it has lived there ever since

I hear you calling for a witch hunt

Keep it up, someone will fill your mouth with blood

I hear your rhetoric

And I’m sick of it

I hear you calling for a witch hunt

Keep it up, someone will fill your mouth with blood

I hear your rhetoric

And I’m sick of it

Have you ever tried to speak with feet pressed to your neck?

Have you ever tried to breathe through a coughing fit?

Ever had your arms forced behind your head?

You don’t know them

You’re not even trying

And fingers crossed so hard that they started to break

Look at this state, how stable

I thought you hang their hands up with nails

I can see your lips smack from across the table

You can’t fall back on the one’s that you laughed at

That’s not your net to have

You can’t shake hands when they’re not attached

Liar, thief, aristocrat

I hear you calling for a witch hunt

Keep it up, someone will fill your mouth with blood

I hear your rhetoric

And I’m sick of it

I hear you calling for a witch hunt

Keep it up, someone will fill your mouth with blood

I hear your rhetoric

And I’m sick of it

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