Presidential Heathens 2016

Our candidates are heathens
Blackened souls
Wait for them to play you at the polls
They won’t make any sudden moves
You won’t know the half of the abuse

Welcome to the host of people
Who have post on people that they’ll use one day
Stashed away
Just because they smile in the pictures
Doesn’t mean they dropped their hand grenades,
Bombs away

You’ll never know the psychopath manipulating you
You’ll never know the murderer choosing life for you
You’ll think, “I’m glad I got here, crawling after you.”
But after all I’ve said
Please don’t forget

Our candidates are heathens
Don’t you know
Wait for them to tell you where to go
They won’t make any sudden moves
They’ll start with just half of the abuse

They don’t deal with minorities very well
They say foreigners have a certain smell
You’ve faith in them, not to mention
You’ll think that you know their intentions

You’ll get to know the freakshow life awaiting you
You’ll have a lot of people looking down on you
You’ll think, “How’d I get here? I was such a fool.”
But after all I’ve said
Please don’t forget

Our candidates are heathens
They’ll take it slow
Force you into deep financial holes
They won’t make any sudden moves
You’ve taken enough of their abuse

Time has passed, election’s dead and gone
Raise your fists, ’cause now we’re raging on
Now they’re in D.C ready to bust
It looks like they have already won

From: Heathens (Twenty-One Pilots)

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