The Art Of Malnutrition Lyrics

cut it in, cut it in, cut it and shut off
now they know, they don't talk to me at all
but i've got a day in mind when everyone will rise
from every observation deck, every expiration date
has come and gone, has come and gone

now every stranger is a possible sniper
now all the snipers are real diplomats
and now there is no city, like my city
there is no war, that is there's never
been a war like this before
there is no face, but my face
there is no blood
that is not my blood

there is no city, there is no war
there is no face, there is no blood

whats your position on the art of malnutrition
are you pro what we're opposing
the art of decomposing
they're getting lost in the sentiment
i'm getting stuck in the sediment
pick your position, make your move
you're getting carried away
i'm getting burried alive