War

There's always gonna be another way
I bet you're terrified to feel something
You feel nothing

Real
And so
You kill
And tell yourself
It's just
The way
It goes
When you need the money bad
Licking blood off your hands
It's fucked

Won't praise your
War
Not at all
I see it's just
The distraction that you
Want
Just because
Your poison tongue
Is fucking rotting through your
Jaw

You were losing all your teeth
We were watching you crawl
Try to shove them back in, scrambling
You smile with your mouth shut

So what
Is what
Gets taught, no second
thoughts

Their fucking bodies turned to ash
You were counting them
Up
Human fucking bodies turned to cash
You'll keep counting it