Lyrics to Heritage
Hypocrites
You fucking make me sick
This world could be so much better without you
Be so much better without you
Heritage
Is just a word you use
To feel better about being a piece of shit
And we're so fucking sick of it
You think your hate's somehow justified
So when you wave your flags raise them nice and high
We're sick of the systematic bullshit
Everything you were taught is a fucking lie
How can you live with yourselves?
You oppress and you do it well
You deserve to rot in hell
Or in a prison cell
Hypocrites
You fucking make me sick
This world could be so much better without you
Be so much better without you
Heritage
Is just a word you use
To feel better about being a piece of shit
And we're so fucking sick of it
There's no pride in the hate
You try to justify
This world has no place
For the flags you fly
Fuck your opinions, your walls, and divisions
And most of all
Fuck your heritage
Fuck your heritage
How can you live with yourselves?
You oppress and you do it well
You deserve to rot in hell
Or in a prison cell
Hypocrites
You fucking make me sick
This world could be so much better off
Without you
Are you proud of what you've become
A coward behind a loaded gun
You should be wary of what you teach
The party of practice what you preach
Are you proud of what you've become
A coward behind a loaded gun
You fucking make me sick
This world could be so much better without you
Be so much better without you
Heritage
Is just a word you use
To feel better about being a piece of shit
And we're so fucking sick of it
You think your hate's somehow justified
So when you wave your flags raise them nice and high
We're sick of the systematic bullshit
Everything you were taught is a fucking lie
How can you live with yourselves?
You oppress and you do it well
You deserve to rot in hell
Or in a prison cell
Hypocrites
You fucking make me sick
This world could be so much better without you
Be so much better without you
Heritage
Is just a word you use
To feel better about being a piece of shit
And we're so fucking sick of it
There's no pride in the hate
You try to justify
This world has no place
For the flags you fly
Fuck your opinions, your walls, and divisions
And most of all
Fuck your heritage
Fuck your heritage
How can you live with yourselves?
You oppress and you do it well
You deserve to rot in hell
Or in a prison cell
Hypocrites
You fucking make me sick
This world could be so much better off
Without you
Are you proud of what you've become
A coward behind a loaded gun
You should be wary of what you teach
The party of practice what you preach
Are you proud of what you've become
A coward behind a loaded gun