Society is the product of humanity's view The youth is suffering. Egotistic minds are nothing new
A race to the top, They think they're the best Laughing with the struggle And pain of the rest Money in hands, no troublesome life While others suffer to survive
They don't care about the weak, The masses, the poor Who search for a future, Before a closed door? They don't care about the weak, The masses, the poor Found a desperate solution, Found crime as a cure
The world is fucking doomed. The youth is lost Innocent people are paying the cost We cannot deny that this life is a fight But how do we survive If we're blind to what's right?
You are what you are? Well, look at me I'm not the machine they want me to be With a society as the devil, Humanity is damned But I fucking dare to take a stand
You are what you are? Well, look at me I'm not the machine They want me to be
Because I rather be dead Than to walk society's path Because I rather be fucking dead Than to walk society's pathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
