When the bit pulls tight
The grip is sewn into the reins
Can't breathe it out
You'll just breathe it back again

You mental-pack your chambers full
For no reason you can name
A boil-in-bag blood supply
You know it's murder on the veins

Don't you feel it now?

Viva viva viva life and limb
Viva viva viva threatening

Hey, we want our violence doubled
(No, but really in a loving way)
Hey, we want our violence doubled
(No, but really want it right away)

The national temper
You know it's written on your face
Etched and scratched and mirrored back
Don't you know it's all the rage

Don't you feel it now?

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