The product of total frustration
Lost in the void of the social soup
Yesterday's plans went away
I saw ya standing there cold
So I picked up on the usual topic
I feel the pain of a thousand wars
I got no problems man
I got no problems man
I got no problems man
I live in TV land
I'm an electronic image
Beamin' out to you

I see the ruins
I know we're losin'
We love our weapons
Blown into heaven

We're out of time
We're out of mind
Completely blind to nature's sign
And we got nothing

Wasted in prison
A bad decision
You run to nowhere
You're blown forever

We stand confused
On hard times
Can't break away
From our crimes
This is the world
You have no choice
Now we're gone

We play the fools
We breaks the rules
We rape the earth, a blinded purge
And we got nothin'

Hate is a fire
It does not tire
You run to nowhere
You're blown forever

We stand confused
On hard times
Can't break away
From our crimes
This is the world
You have no choice
Now we're gone

We stand confused
On hard times
Can't break away
From our crimes
This is the world
You have no choice
Now we're gone

I see the ruins
I know we're losin'
We walk the wasteland
Stripped down from God's hand

We live confused
Completely used
I love you
Wasted