Stuck Mojo

Stuck Mojo - Drawing Blood lyrics

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Slit the wrist, the devil's kiss evil days it slips



I loathe them and hate them for

Their sickly toxic presence

For the country I love they

Show no god damn reverence

No character, no pride

A man without a sense of dignity

Collectivist mindset, a danger to our liberty



I feel the need to kill the seed

To bleed the breed of this disease



Happiness and ignorance as long

As he can pay the rent

Until the day that freedom's gone

Utopian society, a welfare state for you and me

Until the day that freedom's gone



I smell it, I taste it

It runs through my blood, I'm free

I see the fear in your eyes

I'm not afraid to bleed

Survivalist of the apocalypse

Fingertips my freedom grip
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