Imposter
[chorus:]
imposter - i am the torch at the gate
imposter - i am the switch in the grenade
imposter - i am the rush within the raid
imposter - aren‘t we all set to detonate.
The bulwarks have all shanties erased
and we‘re all choking on the aftertaste
the cartels where destitution leads
enjoy the occidental stampede
these fraudulent defenders are all coming of age
extraneous endeavors to finalize their wage
[chorus]
Ah worshipper of assets - the affiliate herd
and covered by the menace - we all inhale the dirt
Ah the sum of all parts - makes us communards/ communards
ah the sum of all parts - makes us communards/ communards
1 i strip - my sleeve - and show my horrid scar
- rebellion is the blood that drips from this guitar
2 i lift - my shoes - and show my broken feet
- rebellion is the blood that pours down from this beat
3 i pull - my tongue - and show my bitter taste
- rebellion is the blood that trickles from this bass
4 i cut - my skin - and show my brittle bones
- rebellion is the blood that gushes from this microphone
5 ah - rebellion has to be / it has to be contagious
- because they try to do away with every last one of us
6 ah - rebellion has to be / it has to be contagious
- because they try to do away with all of us - all of us
(backings) the killer‘s holding office - yeah
he pulled our tongues - he broke our bones- na na na na
[chorus].