It's time to hang up your gun, mr. marksman
and marry the innocent whore without a plan
Their regime brought,
no justice,
can't be trusted
you bought the lie
returned it,
can't be lusted
It's time to hang the prisoner, mr. righteous
and carry your innocent lore meant to fight us
Their conscience fought
no justice,
can't be trusted
Buy your own lies
return them
before you're busted
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