Debate Team Bake Sale Lyrics

Draw the sword we've all seen before
The bandwagon cuts deep and drains
Out all the fun that I
Fuckin' ever had in me

With quick tongues, the blood runs fast
But I hope in two weeks your beliefs still last
Cuz it's fucking politics, not the music
That you dumbasses all romanticize
So who fucking cares if I make a fool

Out of myself in your eyes

I just can't find the right words to scream
That cookies and cake will never fuckin' set a prisoner free