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
 You can never ever trust anyone
 Bring destruction by the numbers
 Why spare what you can plunder
 And bury like a saint of disappointment
 Corpses for cannibals
 And you're a diamond in the rough
 You work hard or work hard enough
 Keeping well fed and well, well bred
 Or 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
 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