The Goddamn Busy Signal - Remembering Never

I’ve seen better days than this

Dictator of love

Stand in the way of happiness

Everything seems to fucking easy

What can be said of us when love is tested and put on trail

For not a crime but tradition?

What can be said?

We are the face of perfection

We are the elite

A false sense of tolerance in the hearts of man

And if need be

Another president dead

Give me another president dead

Brothers and sisters

Cast your unheard ballots

Vote Yes on oppression

Your ideals are obsolete

The authority of morality

If god dictats what love is

Who will love the unwanted?

Lay waste to this cold tradition

Take the gods of old to hell

What can be said?

I’ve never felt to alive

I’ve never felt so alive

Give me another dead president

Give me another dead president

Your god is a «faggot» hater?

Your freedoms is on the line but getting a busy signal

A goddamn busy signal

We are the face of prefection

We are the elite

A false sense of tolerance in the hearts of man

President is dead