We are the thing that makes them sick   We'll be the blame that gets placed quick   Detect the crack within their lie (their lie)      We'll be the wrath of their disdain   We'll be the fear in them engrained   Become the facts that they deny (deny)      I don't feel this pain is real   I hate deep down inside   And like broken glass they'll shatter   With bloody fists you'll batter   Like a ten ton hammer, son      We'll be the trembling in your breath   Trickle of blood upon your flesh   You'd love to watch us take the fall - FALL!      We'll be the thing that they despise   'Cause we're the path to all their demise   And we will be there standing tall - TALL!      I don't feel this pain is real   I hate deep down inside   And like broken glass they'll shatter   With bloody fists you'll batter   Like a ten ton hammer, son      I can't stand or take another day my friend   They could learn a thing or two   I can't stand or take another day my friend   You could use a drink or two      I don't feel this pain is real   I hate deep down inside...      I don't feel this pain is real   I hate deep down inside   And like broken glass they'll shatter   With bloody fists you'll batter   Like a ten ton hammer, son