Fate flickers like a newsreel.. It's dancing across the dark wood restaurants,. the empty sidewalks,. and the hotel lobbies that have started to fade.
Oh yeah, critical mass, detonation countdown, July 16th, 1945. This is how we learned to fear the bomb and wonder how we'd all ever make it out alive.
I can't see past your slick veneers.. Your empty eyes, your hollow sneers.. Why not just kill yourselves instead?. You fucking people are already dead..
i don't have a lot to say because i lose my mind each day. so lock me in a padded room, straight up, straight out. straight jacket doom. goin' nuts, insane you see this padded room so leave me be.
There's a burning cross on a hillside.. Still bright after all these years.. And you want to just smile and ignore it, but I hear your fucking fear.. I don't believe that anything's changed, at least not for the better..
Just a blank and empty store. Another number stuck in line. Generation gone nowhere. Are we all losin' our minds, our minds. . Things are fallin' all down.
some persecute their brothers because of. the color of their skin, oh yeah. well that's wrong. we know it all too well. but i guess it doesn't matter to some.
Try to wash it all away. You can't remove the stains. You had your chance, you made your mark, now it's too late. You had your chance, you made your mark, now there's just hate.
some persecute their brothers because of. the color of their skin, oh yeah. well that's wrong. we know it all too well. but i guess it doesn't matter to some.
Every moment I'm with you. Feels like my skin is peeling off so why the fuck do I even try to talk to you.. I wish you'd die.. And though I say I'd rather not deal with Everything or anything at all,.
I need some patience because I have none. do I need a conscience or a gun you say I. . need drugs I think that depends I think. . revenge is the best medicine a prescription.
It's all so ironic the things that you think. You preface them all with a nod and a whink. The clothes that you wear and the words that you speak. You're so fucking clever, you're tongues in your cheek.
Quit posing like you're rebellious. You boring pieces of shit. You're flying the flag of anger when you're generic as white bread. hey hey. my my. why don't you all go fucking die.
Yeah what you gonna do when they find out. What you gonna do when it all comes down, yeah. What are you gonna do when they find out about you. What are you gonna do when it all comes down Buy.
Thank you for your bounty.. Show what's been destroyed. And the skin is unblemished. On every girl and boy.. The sun shines on you. 300 days a year.. And life is good,.
All my people right here and right now -. Let's stop this fight before our time is through. . 1-2-3-4. . You and I maybe the only ones to rise above this madness called hate.
Hate comes in whispers, not angry yells.. Creeping through your nightmares, leaving putrid smells.. And there's a million stories of sordid private lives..
I finally saw you. For the first time. In two fucking years. And i told you i was fine.. You told me you had made it through the roughest patch. And you tried to make some jokes.
If what it boils down to is that "you're either for us or against us,". I guess I've got a tough, tough choice to make.. 'Cause hollow patriotic actions and re-enactments don't move me..
It's the same all over, everywhere that you go. People doing the same things, cause its all they know. Boredoms a virus, it breeds and it spreads. To millions of people, who are already dead.