Tekst:
Fugazi In On The Kill Taker

was at the center of some magnifying glass The lead story, a fine example A name, a name He used to pretend he was fighting some war somewhere Now everything depends on

Pride no longer has definition Everybody wears it, it always fits A state invoked for the lack of position Strength is the bait that keeps us so busy

Coughing inside your coffin like at the bottom of the sea Onside you're breathing too numb for asking so i will leave it outside your door Warning the

The eyes have it and the eyes always will The eyes have it and they're watching you still Public witness charter - look out don't touch Public witness

Smallpox champion u s of a Give natives some blankets Warm like the grave This is the pattern cut from the cloth This is the pattern designed to take

A fine disservice Deceptive, too Check for the sender Sender was you Caught me wide open No simple burn This is complicated Calls for return Fine disservice