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[worlockedinside]

Straight from the Presidential election
Correction, the Presidential connection
Reflection, on the fact that the Bush administration
Pushing the proclamation of a terrorist nation
Car bombings at every police station
Republican creation of the Patriot Act
Watching your back
Pull tight to leave no you no slack
Shove around until the people crack
But the fact remains
Oil doesn’t get rid of blood stains
Yet the population refrains
From expressing the pain of their loss
Assuming the cost of the choices
Made at the cross
Assimilating the sins of our electorate boss
Then you start to feel the frost
As the cold moves in around you
Get a panoramic view
As the world goes askew
No one knows the crimes of politics like we do
So you try again to start over anew
ideas caught like wind in the sail
When Cheney pulls out words
That blow like a gale
And you fail to recognize the betrayal
pounded through society like a coffin nail
as the bloody flesh of marines go stale
human casualties that run off the scale

Im a fuckin politician on a mission
Better keep it real as I make the next incision