Boysetsfire - Our Time Honored Tradition Of Cannibalism lyrics
Artist: Boysetsfire
album: After The Eulogy
(All obsessed with the taste of flesh)
From Black Panthers to the CIA
Into a sharp wit with a stupid slag
We've gone and dug our own hole
Cause everybody knows
We eat our own
Unconcerned with the battle within
Instead we're shooting ourselves in the foot
So busy fighting each other
While the real bastards run for cover
We shoot our own leaders down
Before those in power get the chance
So they sit back and laugh
While we destroy ourselves
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
We've sold ourselves out
Turning inward to our own detriment
Forgetting the message that we were to send
We've lost
Count up
Victims
Roll call
Turning inward to our own detriment
Forgetting the message that we were to send
We've lost
Count up
Victims
Roll call
They're all our own
Look back at what we've done
Drove out
The wrong side
Kicked sand in our own eyes
Kicked sand in our own eyes
With every hero's welcome is another group on the side
Ready to fire if they step out of line
Just one mistake and the jealous hands claw away
Any hope for a better way
You bought it
Forget it
Goodbye
So saints be on your toes
And heroes be not proud
Because as soon as the people rise
Someone will tear you down
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
From Black Panthers to the CIA
Into a sharp wit with a stupid slag
We've gone and dug our own hole
Cause everybody knows
We eat our own
Unconcerned with the battle within
Instead we're shooting ourselves in the foot
So busy fighting each other
While the real bastards run for cover
We shoot our own leaders down
Before those in power get the chance
So they sit back and laugh
While we destroy ourselves
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
We've sold ourselves out
Turning inward to our own detriment
Forgetting the message that we were to send
We've lost
Count up
Victims
Roll call
Turning inward to our own detriment
Forgetting the message that we were to send
We've lost
Count up
Victims
Roll call
They're all our own
Look back at what we've done
Drove out
The wrong side
Kicked sand in our own eyes
Kicked sand in our own eyes
With every hero's welcome is another group on the side
Ready to fire if they step out of line
Just one mistake and the jealous hands claw away
Any hope for a better way
You bought it
Forget it
Goodbye
So saints be on your toes
And heroes be not proud
Because as soon as the people rise
Someone will tear you down
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
Wake up and shudder, we've become our worst enemy
Other albums by the artist
Snapcase Vs Boy Sets Fire
1999 · EP
In Chrysalis - EP
1998 · EP
Day The Sun Went Out
1997 · album
Acoustic Bonus: 20th Anniversary Live in Berlin
2017 · album
Boysetsfire (Track by Track)
2015 · album
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