Don’t Tell Me About Sacrifice

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Don’t tell me about sacrifice
I don’t need your hypocritical words
A notion merely secondhand
A duty you constantly deferred
With my family soundly asleep
I’ll carry my seabag back to the dock
Taking with me their prayers
Never survive without them – my rock

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I’m Not Worried About Your Conspiracies

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I’m not worried about your conspiracies

I’m just trying to make my bones

Your extremist beliefs bore me

I won’t sink my sword into your throne

The world will always keep spinning

I gotta take my seabag to the boat

You’ve doubled down on your pair of criminals

I’ve always known they’re a waste of my vote