front and center...
ten percent pulled apart vilified tolerance but only
I won't lay my dreams on your altar of sacrifice
Take
i said im crazy one more time
pick up the phone
"rise
written signed off in the obituary what happened to us
where's
do you feel alive now, now that you own the
fall, kneel and beg
crying and blind
just try harder
and you
Legislate forget the facts of your drug war casualty
So many
Now you’ve thrown your past agreements into the fire
Your government’s
shackles kill but look so lovely
maintain reputation
squeezed to fit the
Justify, as if it were our right to say
Now decide,
Ideals of beauty set to color in savvy death camp
The sick and tired refrain of everyday is branding itself
Bleed out all empathy this vessel has
No spirit left
In hope this little angel will be free from all
not in the running, but this rain is nothing new
