This I tell you, honest and terse.
There's jest in the truth and truth in the verse.
Most monsters are people that dare to decay.
They bite and they tear and won't go away.
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We are hunters and killers and lovers and poets.
We may live in hell, but we'll never know it.
Blinded by lies and truths and sun and rain.
With knees that creak and mouths that complain.
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The least of us.
A man named Custus Rust.
If you are flush, he is bust.
Nothing nice for Mr. Rust.
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Freedom Forgotten
America's dead and terrorisms winnin, Donald trumps the devil and that's just the beginnin, Hillary's got God on speed dial, guess I been blind all the while, I thought it was about how you lived, turns out it's about how much you gived, tax bracket blues, holes in my shoes, cold cut brunch and I'm feeling the crunch