I'm slowly slipping through the cracks of life

(He said what?)

I'm slowly slipping through the cracks of life

(He said what?)

I'm fucking dying in the cracks of life!

(You're fucking joking right?)

 

The system

It fucks you

Don't believe what the media tells you

And it's always the same in the morning

 

Slowly, suddenly

I'm slowly slipping through the cracks of life

(He said what?)

I'm slowly slipping through the cracks of life

(He said what?)

I'm fucking dying in the cracks of life!

(You're fucking joking right?)



The system

It fucks you

Disregard what the television tells you

Population control in the morning

 

Well I'll right my wrongs

With a new kind of song

Never forgetting what I have

A pen and a pad, a pen and a pad is all that I have

And I'll write my words,

With the tone of the absurd

Never forgetting what i have

A pen and a pad, a pen and a pad these weapons I have

 

What you choose to move

Or be let moved

Will be the tune we play to you

 

Well I'm a servant of God 

I'm on a mission and I will not be stopped

I'm moving in full swing, not knowing where I'm going

Questioning everything 

I have

 

These weapons i have

These weapons i have

These weapons i have

 

A dark path through which the future is left unsure

I'm at war



Slowly, suddenly

(He said what?)

Slowly, suddenly

(He said what?)

I'm fucking dying in it slowly

(He said what?)

I'm in the cracks of life

(You're fucking joking right?)