simply label yourself and leave it at that. Ruled by none. You must rise above with open eyes and question the world around you. Ruled by none
Have we lost it all? How much longer will we be alive? Every summer spent fucking around. Grinding the axe in our old hometown. What was once ours now
We won't be exploited as an untapped source, or written off to fill a sales report. No matter how deep you sink your claws in you cannot pull out our
Held hostage by your fear. A fear that you could fail by not taking the bait from poisoned fingers. You'd better think again. You better run. Run as
Culture whispers in my ear, and I've played that game for far too long. Every action I take, every time I wake, it's there. Is existance trivial and
Nine to five wage slave, march to the calling of your own grave. Sold back your paycheck, all part of the human wreck. Never fall out of line. Succumb
Eath and every passing year another friend moves away and joins the ranks of the missing and the missed. A breaking time, rewind, we have too many words
With deadbolts and chains, and locks on our doors, fear sets in, imprisonment ignored. Life seen through bars in windows. No settlement, no government
Black and white, choice of two. We forget our dreams and become machines. We toil away, day after day to build a nation that exploits each other. I don
Everything is such a blur. Taken down and submerged under. Wake up to a new day and still nothing has changed, life is still astray. Do you know what
Fuck you. I get so frustrated trying to understand how this world continually tramples and trods all over itself, beaten like a dead horse. Because I
Trapped in a gang mentality. Caught up in what we think we're supposed to be. And all the while you're not really free. Because "tyranny is tyranny,
