Bleast2 - Willy Cutters Lyrics

We're tired of your pretentious ways
Your radical chic your trendy plays
Your fashionable activism's a bore
As annoying as the soymilk you adore

You are a bunch of willie cutters
Play their games no truth they utter
Raise your voice don't let them smother
Time to act one way or another

You worship Gaia but ignore the cries
Never seen a soul in need just vacant eyes
You're due for a real conversion let it be
D your god will foot the fee

Left-hand path yet you claim the right
Your empty words just fuel the fight
Parade of virtue hidden spite
Masquerade ends bring it to light

You are a bunch of willie cutters
Play their games no truth they utter
Raise your voice don't let them smother
Time to act one way or another

I am real you are the ghost you are the demons