Closed Mouths Donβt Get Fed
He gives lies like a cure,
tells everyone itβs the only way.
When they ask, he says βsure,β
they think theyβll live to see the day.
If I have a chance of dying to that,
my mouth will remain chained up.
Iβm not waiting to feel the impact,
Iβm not waiting to be corrupt.
Lies do not give you strength,
so donβt wait for that bread.
Shut your mouth to every length,
closed mouths donβt get fed.