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A Vulgar Picture
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A Vulgar Picture - Vultures
Vultures
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Vultures
Don't slink up to me
As the big high and mighty
keep this shit up
You'll be living your days out fighting
No air of distinction
When your trousers are round your ankles
You've been caught out before
Narrowly avoiding shackles
No letting up till your put in the ground
Cutting corners will fuck you up on rebound
You say forget them they are nothing to me
When no ones there it will be harder
You'll see
Fooled the vultures have gone away
But it's clear you're still bleeding
Treat our strength as a heresy
Grant our wish
Just stop breathing
Shove it down our throats
Still see your snout get longer
You hope that we choke
Lies giving glory to the war monger
Your picture a fixture
In the public eye and to the masses
Think you appear cultured
I think you need a new pair of glasses
No letting up till your put in the ground
Cutting corners will fuck you up on rebound
When s hit hits the fan you'll come crawling to me
Then we decide what kind of man you will be
Don't slink up to me
As the big high and mighty
keep this shit up
You'll be living your days out fighting
No air of distinction
When your trousers are round your ankles
You've been caught out before
Narrowly avoiding shackles
No letting up till your put in the ground
Cutting corners will fuck you up on rebound
You say forget them they are nothing to me
When no ones there it will be harder
You'll see
Fooled the vultures have gone away
But it's clear you're still bleeding
Treat our strength as a heresy
Grant our wish
Just stop breathing
Shove it down our throats
Still see your snout get longer
You hope that we choke
Lies giving glory to the war monger
Your picture a fixture
In the public eye and to the masses
Think you appear cultured
I think you need a new pair of glasses
No letting up till your put in the ground
Cutting corners will fuck you up on rebound
When s hit hits the fan you'll come crawling to me
Then we decide what kind of man you will be
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