Enlisting the ranks of of unskilled labor Cheap to employ and easy to sever As disposible as today Give us your guys - we'll give you relief Give us
ask me any question and i'll tell you any lie. lead me to the edge cause i'm ready to die. i'm a traitor to the human race. crawling on four. rising
Living day by day. Nothings gone my way. Fuck your answers, I didn't ask. Your the one whose got the past. Better to die than live a fucking lie. Tried
an eye for an eye. a life for a life. witness human sacrifice. die for their justice. die for their sins. die for the papers. die so they can live. process
i have a prediction, history holds as the truth and the past seems to see things better than you do. as for an idea that i only borrowed. you're a straight
i can't live without someone always sleeping there. i don't wanna be middle class machinery. i don't wanna be a middle class machine. kill me, kill me. a minute
i pledge allegiance to the demise of this empire of delusion. and take with it your mind, murder and shackles of retribution. atrophy of the soul. convicts
Too many people to please That won't amount to shit And reasons for controversy and reasons to avoid it With nothing to offer And nothing to teach They
obsessed with the images of how your lives should be. you take the bait. wasting your time running from time. dreading the mirror's gaze. there's an
abortions of society. we live our lives with dignity. hated we are. hated
you keep saying there's a better tomorrow. you can't see what we've become. disfigured and vacant. sons and daughters of a 20th century maelstrom. no
blindness is stupidity. can't you see the fate. you caused yourself is blasphemy. repulsed nu being alone. can't stand yourself. cover your eyes there
look for a meaning to this fucking game, where there aren't any winners. how long will you play? get back in line. sifting through fables of our civilization
another day trampled under your feet. weeds of discord. we're your disease. a brick through your window so you know we care. just step outside, we're
life line draggin' me. can't be what i gotta be. forced identity/dismal possibilities. spin me round. shut my eyes. dress me in a dull disguise
To the blinded you're quite the vision You're just a creation You're just another version Another way for them to Use a front for a problem Your pain
greed kills fuck you, O.C. fuck you
gun to my head
