Two cups of tea one for you & one for me drown out the pain from polluted acid rain & flaming gasoline, until we’re clean

two dead police one for hope & one for peace watching govenrment lies leak into your empty eyes from the t.v. & winners history

three dead police one for thanks & two for please in every single town, every officer is down all dead police, all dead police

fair-weather friend, it’s on you i do depend all the mountains we climb, crumble into sands of time no mail to send, to fair-weathered friend

anxiety, another gift from you to me & so everything fails, my bleeding bitten fingernails sore as can be, anxiety

if it was up to me, i would restart history ignite the flame & burn the centuries of blame the bloodstained centuries, these bloody centuries

fair-weather friend, it’s on you i do depend all the mountains we climb, crumble into sands of time no mail to send, to fair-weathered friend anxiety, another gift from you to me & so everything fails, my bleeding bitten fingernails sore as can be, anxiety

and in the dawn, i’ll see that you have gone & on that blood soaked bed i’ll day down my weary head & hum along, to this fucking song

one cup of tea, not enough for company maybe tomorrow you will let me borrow another cup of tea, another cup of tea & your company, & your company

Lyrics transcribed by AnonYmous-ob7py on youtube.

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