Three chords and six strings. They're screaming how they're gonna change things. They're young, they're strong and proud. We turn it up cause we like it loud.
Flesh peelin'. Soul stealin'. It's taking everything I've got. Not to crack right through your skull. Have my fill. Leave you to rot. As we roll through the night.
No one's gonna hold them down today. They're ready to fight for their rights. On May 3rd, 1886. Chicago burned with the fire they lit. The workers were on strike cause money's tight.
Circle pit, circle pit, circle pit [x3]. It's building up inside (It's building up inside). . I tried so hard its tearing me apart.. the pressure's building up inside me everyday..
"I'm Weak Inside". . Another day in this broke down place. The towers grow and the skies are slowly replaced. With the cold gray structures that lay to waste.
its your story. and i'm just the antithesis. to your american dream. and i sit here in this fucken nightmare. . watching you,. biding time. and telling lies and im wondering why your even here at all.
I'm gonna rape your fertile land. And plant my seed in your mother. Fuckin' listen to me. Obey my laws worship my God. 'cause your just an obstruction.
How do you sleep at night!? 'cause I lie awake. and burn inside when I think of all the shit. you've done when I think of all the times I've. tried to understand your motives but they.
I offer little resistance it's a pitiful existence. your industry is polluting me and my mind and I. can barely find the time to read the signs of. things to come that's what they want you to know.
More lies disguised, they're selling you. Vacant eyes tied tightly to the tube,. Sealed shut just like they wanted.. Truth's a ghost, we're all haunted.
He didnt fit in, he always felt rejected.. His father him him and made him feel infected.. He got a bottle it seemed to take the pain away.. Only 15, but he didnt know any other way..