Do they know?
\nDo they Hear?
\nthe fur that they wear
\nis the dead skin of animals
\nwho lived in fear
\nand were trapped, bred and hunted
\ndown in such a way
\nthat their skin was unharmed
\nand their pelt was okay<\/p>\n
so that these rich bitches
\ncould wear this dead hair
\nand imagine their beauty
\nit just came from there
\nin the eyes of those who
\nknew the agony they
\nwere lost in the zone
\nknowing how the hosts pay
\nwith their lives
\nwith their soul
\nwith their misery, they
\nwere murdered so you Bitch!
\ncould have your great day
\nelectrocuted right through the ears
\nimagine it, stop a while
\nfeel those brute fears
\nas they raise you and put the leads
\ninto your ears
\nand pull down the switch
\nbringing on your tears
\nthe last tears you ever will cry
\nin this world
\nthen your fur is stripped off
\nand your body is hurled
\nwith the others
\nyour still alive bleeding away
\nthinking as memories
\nstart to fade away
\nof your loves
\nof your home
\nof your children for you
\nare a victim
\nyou are dying
\nno one can save you<\/p>\n
but your dead hair will
\nwarm the sour body of those
\nbitches rick hags
\nthat everyone knows
\noften they’re famous
\noften they feel
\nthat wearing their furs
\nthey cannot conceal
\nhow beautiful really
\nthey look to the world
\nin their mind they have
\nclearly no idea
\ncurled in a ball of significance
\nexpanded pride
\nunclear of the woe
\nexpressed from inside
\ntheir ego on fire
\nwith a look that tells all
\nfur baby fur baby
\noh year you you walk tall<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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