if that's a probability I'm a woman not a fucking toy I'm a man not a fucking boy undo my chains and I'll do the rest don't want your affection this is a
i live in a city not far from here where in the air the waste is clear the morning smell is full of shame big business, greddy hads are to blame money
without a sound no light to be found you're caught in a void, plummeting through darkness in your mind lost and annoyed, searching to fill the void inside
always putting me down no we're not the same just another asshole a sitting no-brain go on again, state your ignorance smash my beliefs i get it, i'll
a bunch of lies tell me who I am, tell me what is right fuck you, fuck you, this is my life all that media swarming through my eyes enough, enough, a
A.P.D-what do you think we think of you? L.A.P.D-crooked men, crooked rules L.A.P.D-to serve and to protect L.A.P.D-who'll protect me from you? saw your
not much is real, not much the same drowned out the old without a clue tell me what this means to you masquerades in holes and pins it's not a game no
warfare that's all they keep saying germ warfare, germ warfare no i don't want to die! some say it'll never happen but it's closer than we think a disease
ll mother us all we'll be test tube babies they program us well with chips placed inside i'll never be their product if i have a say what will they try
it's time to die i'm not paranoid but it's really out there some idiot with his finger on a trigger one that will kill us in a blink of his eye one that will kill
me dumb (and kill another generation) watch men go marching in devils in a masquerade(kill kill kill) invade a nation you were put upon a stage to kill a generation
living your whole life just to make a dollar more fancy houses, big cars lined up in rows a member of society that all the elite know a man of such high
reflection says your better off dead After this and more is done and said You must...take back your life! Freedom is a precious gift A gift you think
just a touch Remember now forgotten then For all of this to come again And all the memories come from this a simple touch A simple...
I sat on a window sill and watched all My view was not impeaded By clouded glass that broke away in storms My eyes did not focus on one Or all who ever
