No one's getting out alive
Dead presidents. Bleeding America blue.
Dead presidents. Shocking you with stun guns on the seven o' clock news
Your right hand man is sharpening his knives.
Side by side. One by one.
standing in line to die. It's the pixilated face of your fear.
Is he living next door? Or is he near?
So just do whatever it takes to sedate yourself between commercial breaks.
Because the psychotic hype has arrived. No one's getting out alive.