Census letra

the blueprints they have are drawn up and laid out. first reason, then retire to angry shouts. debate turns bitter. there's no hope for compromise.
when this count comes in you're pushed to the side. an equation so dizzying it's got them up in arms. an equation so simple.
who's worth a voice? who really matters?
who's gonna get counted? who gets negated? and falls under control? who really matters and who's got the power to knock on the doors and make nobody home? 1-2-3 round down so 1.2 is reported.

Kill The Man Who Questions - Letras

• A General Lack of Integrity
• A Study In Etilism
• And You Say You Own It?
• Because I'd Probably Fucking Wet Myself
• Census
• Coatrack
• Coming Out In Hardcore
• Dose
• Employee of The Month
• Expiration
• Good Cop, Bad Cop
• Hellfire, Brimstone and Champion Sweatshirts
• Humanitarian Intervention
• I Apologize For My Hunger
• Lips Sewn Shut
• No Excuse
• Pigeon English
• Preaching To The Converted
• Senior Potrait
• Sugar Industry
• There Will Be No Amnesty
• Where's The Alternative?
• White Face
• Work Ethic
• You Say It's Your Birthday
• Your Backlash Against a PC Hysteria Is a Fucking Joke