Police Brutality They're gonna kick you to the floor You're on bended knees They're gonna beat you more Without conscience Six year old at school Playing
Barren wastelands in my head Constructive thoughts, all about dead My mind is floating out in space No emotion can show on my face I hit the wall day
Database running around my head Got to get on the net or I'll be dead CO UK [x4] Programmed control, destroy on command One click and God I'll be damned
Fucked up land, fucked up lives Ethnic cleansing, under darkened skies Lies and more lies, fuel the fire War advances, smashing everything in its path
It feeds off your emotions It can see, it's in your eyes It can sense your every heartbeat You can tell it no lies You're the victim, victim of violence
As you descend into this living hell Hear the door slam behind you You're going down, you can't fight back You're over the edge and into the black Thought
Boredom sets in (as life goes on) Time keeps moving (what's gone wrong?) All the people (they can't see) My hidden corner (what's wrong with me) You'
Breaking down defences All I can see Mass destruction all around me Mass destruction all around of me There's a war in my head They won't let me sleep
The writings on the wall Got to get to number one What the hell is happening? What have they done? There's a time, there's a place We do not fit, make
Wouldn't it be cool to act out a scene From your favourite video off the screen Do all the shit you ever wanted to Be a hardcore motherfucker and kill
Beautiful fears - I feel like shit inside Everything starts to go wrong You're always telling me lies Head starts to fall apart All my thoughts they
Broken feelings, nothing to say It's getting closer, got find my way My path is blocked, my vision ain't clear I want to touch, but feel insecure I'm
I can't breathe, I can't think What's going one? I've gotta get away Can't breathe, can't think What's going on?, it suffocates Take the pain I search
rioters came running after you? And who would clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision? Who'd drive
nostradamos With golden armless, teachin hartlets That be strippin for they garments Searchin for a broken promise, regardless though You godless, still feed you full for your conscience
'll put on a play a?? "N" that could be just the thing To catch the conscience of the king, If there is a conscience in the motherfuckin' king." So Hamlet
If thirty thousand rioters came running after you? And who would clean the sewers? Who'd mend my television? Wouldn't people lay about without some supervision
