Never wanted nothing other than to sing along with you all living under the radar.
But now we’re cleaning up the rubble from all the shit we never wanted…
It’s the pride in a life that we never wanted to amount to, and turned us into,
an indebted and indentured, servant to the human race,
force fed inherited, everything we couldn’t take.

It’s a dead end dream man, reset your sight and then,
leave this plan by the wayside son,
you ought to find a better way to spend your time,
deny what’s keeping your eye off the prize and;
inundate yourself in excess, start a steady digress,
while living in the infirmary, setting aim on who to blame,
fading in and out a state of gluttony..

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Man are we nothing but the gurney for the modern working man,
running out of luck on the deck they stacked on,
a critical mass of the willfully oblivious; man,
are you feeling fate is pre-destined,
that you never had a choice in the matter when?

You’re living in the era of the gambled and discarded sons,
what they left of us they’ll surely sell to the lowest bidder so let's
set aside your differences son, its all of us or none.
Living in a lost era as the world is stripped and sold for parts,
the gambled and discarded sons.

To the kid spinning all the records, your light amongst the dark,
keep true to what you felt when all abandoned you and left your searching heart.
In the end man, no matter the outcome, stand up and own your epitaph.
To be living in a faded generation in a blank nation is your own operation man,
are you sitting there and waiting for the helping hand,
like an anchored pawn caught up in their divine plan?
I know it’s a tall order, when your burning in the new world order,
are your tendencies incendiary man?

So how does it feel now to be down where we were waiting and were watching all along?
Yeah down here you’re not welcome man, we say fuck your failing virtues cause…