Focus, Focus, Focus

I Have no ignorance of thieves In love with language. God fearing legalese Pushing the point till it's a shove It's time to hang up the kid gloves And learn the lesson like your head to a gun It's that you can never trust anyone Bring Destruction By the numbers Why spare what you can plunder And bury like a saint Of disappointment Corpses for cannibals And your a diamond in the rough You work hard or work hard enough Keeping well fed and well, well bredOr die trying to just be dead Bring Destruction By the numbers Why spare what you can plunder And bury like a saint Of disappointment Corpses for cannibals What's left of me Is what's left for you To choke on to choke on Bring destruction By the numbers Why spare what you can plunder And bury like a saint Of disappointment Corpses for cannibals