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Lower Level
by No Ground
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Be sure to gasp and clutch your pearls
And mourn what never was
"Boys were boys and girls were girls"
In the "greatest nation in the world"
Back then you knew no better
Knew no better than you know now
Wistful praise to your most high
Genuflect on necks for your piece of the pie
No more conversations
Lower
No benefit of the doubt
You
No more time and wasted breath
Down
All I hear in your hymns is death
The ship it has sailed and fates are sealed
Print dead tongue slogans on tees
Half past half mast, throw a fundraiser
Freedom sure ain't free
But ransom ain't a party platform
Unless it's for containment
Degradation, recurring payments
Class meets caste bickering about a rain check
What will be done
Lower
When you're the last one left
You
Watch your god abandon you
Down
Your existence is theft
No more conversations
Lower
No benefit of the doubt
You
No more time and wasted breath
Down
All I hear in your hymns is death
What will be done
Lower
When you're the last one left
You
Watch your god abandon you
Down
Your existence is theft
Be sure to gasp and clutch your pearls
And mourn what never was
"Boys were boys and girls were girls"
In the "greatest nation in the world"
Back then you knew no better
Knew no better than you know now
Wistful praise to your most high
Genuflect on necks for your piece of the pie
No more conversations
Lower
No benefit of the doubt
You
No more time and wasted breath
Down
All I hear in your hymns is death
The ship it has sailed and fates are sealed
Print dead tongue slogans on tees
Half past half mast, throw a fundraiser
Freedom sure ain't free
But ransom ain't a party platform
Unless it's for containment
Degradation, recurring payments
Class meets caste bickering about a rain check
What will be done
Lower
When you're the last one left
You
Watch your god abandon you
Down
Your existence is theft
No more conversations
Lower
No benefit of the doubt
You
No more time and wasted breath
Down
All I hear in your hymns is death
What will be done
Lower
When you're the last one left
You
Watch your god abandon you
Down
Your existence is theft
