Youth Of Nausea - Mr. Politician текст песни

I'm so sick of you
Talk until your face turns blue
I think you need to get a clue
Who the fuck are you
Tell me what to do
I think you need to get a clue

Feed people all your bullshit
We've heard this once before
You pressed your fucking luck here
A revolution's in store

Don't fucking talk to me
I don't need your sympathy
I don't wanna hear your words
What you always say
What you plan to do
Don't even coexist