Tekster: Anti-Venöm. As Soon As There Is Justice. Name Your Addiction.

I look at you, can't pretend you're doomed
Instead of try, all you do is loose
Why can't you try, open up your eyes
Just look around, catch a world that dies

I cannot see
I can't believe
This is my fault
Please let me go

This is a world called business
And we're just trade market systems
Buy and consume our perfection
Trying to get approbation

Fragile lies, on your mind
Break the ice, think just twice
Buy some more, nothing last
Compromise our genocide
What is that, give me some
It's like sex, I want more
Sweaty and dumb
Feeling down

Honestly this is my fault
I can't believe this is something irritating
Sometimes I wish I could be the one that bails me
I cannot live if this drug consume just hates me
But in my hand it?s the portion of my candy

I can't believe, this is it
I Want more, give me some
It's like sex, but far worse
All this sounds feels like dope!