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Open Season Lyrics - Headstrong - Headstrong

would you expect any less from the people at the top? 

for the beats, beats that go with losing any war, 

taking lives in their hands, stringing all the losers up. 

while the winners write the history books defeated die poor 

more bereft of life than an old jackson pollack painting 

cold and alone, dead and disintegrating, 

before the hail of bullets there is silence, the pow 

i can get with this and i can see it all now 

it's not funny 'cause when you think you're on the a-tip you slip 

it must be this fucking dark winter weather, i torture myself too much anyway 

it's like when i'm feeling happy then i'm jealous of me 

you said you didn't like my voice so i kept my jaw steeled 

well, people say i hold out like a holden caulfield 

fat mama cass it was hip automatically 

it's too much i shook my head spa-spa-spazmatically 

 

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again" 

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again" 

 

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it 

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line 

it's open season on the meek and the useless 

 

but now you're staring out the t.v. with a smile on your face 

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes 

predicting armageddon all over the place 

and we're really sorry for all the mistakes we made 

but now even if you could eat your own words you'd start a hunger strike 

it's easy to control us if you keep us all afraid 

kick sand up in my face like i'm a wheel guard on your dirt bike 

the sicker the quicker, thicker, the fatter watch 'em all scatter 

but here's the kicker, it doesn't matter 

i've got my tongue in my cheek so far it makes me mute 

heaven is a joke and hell is a lie, pay attention son 'cause these are words to live by 

now watch me kick in the teeth of the track like my mind was a steel toe boot 

 

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again" 

i erase the lines that you mend, "i've done it before", i said, "i'll do it again, do it again" 

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it 

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line 

 

it's open season on the meek and the useless 

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes 

the undeniable is all about consumption 

 

and anyone around and all the people in the street 

the indescribable is up for discussion 

they're pointing fingers and they're whispering discreetly 

"who is that man? what's he done for his homeland?" 

they all can see him, they know where he's going 

he knows their hopes will fade without the strength of his hand 

he feels so damn obvious that he must be glowing 

he is ready for his sneak attack, he's gonna go do this shit and not look back 

"i have the answers for the questions y'all been asking me, 

i will relieve you of the burden of your six figure apathy, 

i am the dynamite, i am the glue, 

i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do 

i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do 

i never underestimate the enemy that's what you do 

 

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it 

 

it's open season 'cause it's good, good, good. 

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it 

 

it's open season on the meek and the useless 

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line 

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes 

 

bark out abuses to the weakest at the back of the line 

don't point that thing at me unless you want to use it 

it's open season on the meek and the useless 

squint, think and squeeze when you can see me and the whites of my eyes