Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Flag Waver, artist - No Bird Sing. Album song Definition Sickness, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 11.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Strange Famous
Song language: English
Flag Waver |
Sparkling diplomat ‘ Fantastical fuck you |
Passive attack, tactical glove slap for the gun duel |
Frantic fool flips static channels for facts that he can handle |
Like love taps to the chin, it’s understandable |
Back when he was trafficking in Africans |
Guilt crept into his abdomen and grew |
He named it Lucifer |
Velvet fist shatters his glass mandible |
With one elegant thrust, a fancy uniform, and a tuning fork |
In his neighborhood explosions in the sky |
Only happen in July instead of every single day |
He keeps repeating his allegiance to the sequence |
Even after all the colors fade back to smoky gray |
They don’t hide it ‘ They put it right in his face |
They don’t hide it ‘ They put it right in his face |
They don’t hide it ‘ They put it right in his face until he likes it |
Control is a helluva drug |
Nobody does it better than us |
Chatter in the dust ‘ Malignant patterns re-imagined as trust |
Ignorance ‘ Too much information |
Freedom under influence ‘ God over a blissful nation |
Modern convenient come anemic, there’s no secret |
We’re leeching the ecosystem, addicted to cheap excess |
I’m not a misanthrope, some people just don’t listen close |
Definition sickness, shit’ll slit your throat |
Comb the coastline, with no sign of the ocean |
Tide’s coming, hit your pose swimmer ‘ Hold it |
Only the chosen got enough rope to dip their toes in |
Castaways bake in the sun, chained to their own sweat |
Exchange platitude ‘ Pray for the flood |
Fake gratitude ‘ Same as it was |
Save some shame for the next generation |
All bite and no bark ‘ Nothing more sacred than our taste for blood |
In our neighborhood explosions in the sky |
Only happen in July instead of every single day |
And I remain forever debted to the favor |
So unless I’m singing praise there’s not a thing that I can say |
They don’t hide it ‘ They put it right in my face |
They don’t hide it ‘ They put it right in my face |
They don’t hide it ‘ They put it right in my face until I like it |
Control is a helluva drug |