No time to read the small print Wouldnt understand it anyhow A plague roams here among us Time to repent your choice is now When was the wrong turn taken? How was it missed by all? Like many times before The rush shall be our fall The rush shall be our fall Great white mentality Upgraded skin desease Twothirds in front of me Far from serenity I will not play ball to this organized corrotion I will not be part of your hypocrite devotion Upholding discipline with fear Tell us the words we want to hear Smooth operating through the neverending disintegration Bloodlunged, yelling warnings and prophecies Pure hate taking its toll Time and time again The rush shall be our fall The sound of silence long gone, still we keep tuning in Nailed up against the wall for anyone to get a piece Cut down to size, yet still the first to bite the hand that feeds Therell come a time youll have to do without the fear you breed
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