So we deserve, I'm starting to think I am not in on the joke What have we got? A president bombing the spirit of the smoke? For sure she's covering up, stabbing one with another This can't just go on and on What have we become? Break dead, break dead I will pretend We can't defend the myths that make for better The government of pocket To spend me the change To fill in the false decay in the road The only way I'm writing your name Writing your name on the motherfucking headstone The only way that I'm writing your name is on the motherfucking headstone Watch your last breath You know we don't fuck with you You hear any point of view? The death of a suspect Become a nobody's truth of the facts And fail in a car that be full of glass Leave the democracy to make the thoughts of the laws Love it or not, they are forced to One day till you see, that's reality They are not forced to Watch your enemies That's your last breath The only way I'm writing your name Writing your name on the motherfucking headstone The only way that I'm writing your name is on the motherfucking headstone On your motherfucking headstone On your motherfucking headstone You suck up, suck up, take on the throne Do what next though? We suck up, you motherfucker Suck up, you motherfucker You suck up, suck up, take on the throne And what next though? We suck up, you motherfucker You suck up, suck up, take on the throne And what next though? We suck up, you motherfucker