Слова:
Krum Bums

Tomorrow comes a day too fucking soon And the world that you've created, it falls apart beneath you Live like a king, die like a pig Wallow in the dirt

Let's go out and fight the world That's left us so alone and broken You'll never look back, never again Spit the venom in their eyes and poison all the

Escaping the sharks, to be eaten by wolves Look at the fucking faces Disgustingly stoic and always the same The spokes in the wheel The ghosts of routine

Mournful vultures Lay us down to sleep Dark is light when you choose to see Night hides well but no everything Time is the essence of truth we're told

Liberating thoughts Wasting away Choosing to blame coincidence Not ignorance or foul play Wipe those tears from your eyes This rope was woven for you

A realization comes to me though selfish hypocrisy has burned down my naive illusions (I'll never be desensitized but who am I to patronize Respect means

In this life you've got the right To fight for yourself Or give in and die Take the job they give you And take it to the grave You took what they were

I've been thinking about Something in my head I've been thinking about seeing This world dead Oh, people and their problems And the things that will

They call to arms and send them Forth like locusts Man is harvest, gun the hand of God Misinterpretation of the Holy Word Makes blind faith men MURDERERS