Lyrics Blood On Your Hands - Marty McKay

This I want to dedicate to the politicians
The ones that went on a vacation, all while our wallets missin'
This Ivory tower, elitist hypocrite
All false prophets, stop it, he just took a trip
Spineless, his suit hides his sliminess
Liars who defy us, but one of these times, chump
White collar odd balls, know how to play hard ball
But will be emotionally scarred, once their house of cards fall
Only in politics for self-gain
You're only in politics for self-display
How many did you help through hell's flames?
And how many people did you help through pain?
You ain't gotta tell me, the answers plain
You don't really want a cure, cause cancer pays
Swimming in the ocean of bullshit's truest tides
You're responsible in your suit n tie, for the suicides

Cold blooded psychos
The devil's high hopes
Meanwhile they carry out crimes
Under a halo
When it's over
They'll be the saviors that came
Show us they're heroes in capes
While standing by our graves

Slow your roll, we detect you and your phony polls
Re-election is your only goal, uh
I wanna know, I'm thinkin' of all the laws I know
You broke all them most, man eaters like hall and oats
For all the mis-info, all the evil things you knew
Reputation management's the only thing you do
You make more money off war, or with the prisons
The bluer the state, it seems the poorer your decisions
Ignoring the poor and single women supportin' children
But weapons are big business, you're making more from killin' or division
Any way you slice it, your Marchetti blade will dice it
Until SSI and medicate is lifeless
But don't take my word, observe as a witness
Chemotherapy for society, a treatment worse than the sickness
Even at war, I still remain a friend
You didn't care about deaths till it became a trend

Cold blooded psychos
The devil's high hopes
Meanwhile they carry out crimes
Under a halo
When it's over
They'll be the saviors that came
Show us they're heroes in capes
While standing by our graves

No remorse
They have no pulse
The blood is on their hands
All their force
Our hands in cuffs
The blood is on their hands

Cold blooded psychos
The devil's high hopes
Meanwhile they carry out crimes
Under a halo
When it's over
They'll be the saviors that came
Show us they're heroes in capes
While standing by our graves

Time has come to expose you bitch
Failed the state and you don't know shit
What's the cost of life?
The government and the morals slip
Live alone in the whole you dig
Bring you down where the devil is
Right at home, cause you're used to this
You drowned the ship