Genocider Songtext
von Interpersonal

I heard the newsman telling lies
Through his satellite
Mouthpiece for the king, his pockets lined
I watched the cops break down the line
At least I watched them try
Still the revolution never tired

They say
They′re looking out for me and you
They say
There's nothing more that we can do
But I don′t think they're telling the truth

(Perspective wretched and skewed)
My telephone tells another story
(How can there be any good in you?)
I wish that we could think this through


There's medicine in feeling this empty
To recognize the things that we do
That maybe I′m a villain to you
But maybe you′re a killer too

How did you think we wound up here?
(The rubble of a broken home)
Why won't you look at your hands?
(A child crying out for his mom)
The people that you abandoned
(A bombshell on a hospital)

They′ll never come back home
They'll never come back home
They′ll never come back home
I'm finished walking on this tightrope

You bought up every word the dogs said
And fell asleep upon your soft bed
A fucking sponsor to the bloodshed
There′s crocodile tears on your face
You genocider with your suitcase
And I'm complicit in the arms race