Wasted life now gone to hell Perfect child was left to dwell Destined to fight, destined to kill Infant at birth was born to kill Which will it be
[Music: Harrington / Vander Ende / Adams] [Lyrics: Esquivel] Day after day I turn the page another suicide Page after page Another death in the back
just another way to keep people docile by feeding them abstract rewards depending on who is in power by twisting and changing the bileball to mean whatever
what have we got? we ain't fot shit shut your mouth and get use to it ther's still no future and there's still no hope and any kind of change seems
Coming into this world you're fed a complete line of shit about the choices in life and how to deal with it by the teenage, years youre just a pawn
I just cant take much more of this oppression im going out of my head and its war not oppression im gonna go out for a war im gonna sit down and have
[Music: Adams / Harrington] [Lyrics: Esquivel / Harrington / Kaufmann] Freakshow in the streets Take over what they please One word we thought was
every day that goes by it all seems the same people work and people slave and piss their lives away people taking and never getting it's all the same
[Music: Adams / Harrington] [Lyrics: Esquivel] Beyond recognition Release me from this grasp Another perfect nothing Memories of disrupt from my
Thousands of the unknown who have died Millions of the widows still wonder why The children they've left behind Their minds now shot to waste Innocent
it's happened before and now it's happening again rancid rotten bastards fucking trying to cash in they're on tv and they're on the radio on the cover
Trapped inside four walls of fear Distant signs of pain growing near Love the torture, love the pain Endless torture driving you insane Take the
Slayground - meets you ! Born full of innocence, right from day one Infancy our future, from violence they run Caused by sickness that diseases this
the right to work for some else is self imposed slavery a will degradation of ones self what kind of right is that there is no way in hell! i will do
You say war is waged to benefit the people And that laws are set up to preserve democracy and freedom You can fuck right off You think Im following your
Look up to the sky, upon the cold and grey horizon, the smell of death fills the air, as the fate of human kind is sealed, nothing's won and nothing
Shattered minds of weak decrepit souls Distant signs of dark deception grows Brought up to the shining of the light Eternal forces corrupt your mind
Just another punk kid growing up fast Running down the street police on my back Listened to the records, listen to the words Realized I'd never be part