Peace Makes Coffins Your Size Too

Security is the blackmail of peace

It promised me two things

Thinking my life would change

I fell for the same things

The first promise was my death

And survival was the second card

That I could hope to live on

To keep this nightmare properly air-conditioned

With superstitions

With Jesus logos around your neck

Conspiracies and death

Give us a shot in the vein

Give us a slap upside our milky face

Give us speed to grind your eyes

I want back my life

Well peace makes coffins your size too

What does peace think of us?

Does it think of you?

Your irrational certainties

With Jesus logos around her head

Conspiracies and death

Security is the blackmail of peace

It promised me two things

Thinking my life would change

I fell for the same things

The first promise was my death

And survival was the second card

That I could hope to live on

To keep this nightmare properly air-conditioned with superstitions

Expect to kill

It’s a total thrill

Why not me?

And why not you?

We lie to ourselves

Fuck it

We rule