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Why were left with nothing
I don’t see no change
All you do is run and hide
Up the taxes you decide
Raise the prices hike the tax
Gouge a little more
Make for certain
We remain the working poor

When the walls come tumbling down
When the world comes crashing in
When the walls come tumbling down
When the world comes crashing in

Blinded
We call it greed… you call it need
You plastic view… is nothing new
You take and take… you don’t give back
Consume and buy… make the attack

You’re blinded… by you’re greed
You’re blinded… can’t you see
You’re blinded… by you’re greed
You’re blinded… can’t you see

Consume and buy what’s on TV
Fashion trends make you spend
You can’t see out… clouded in
Mindless shuffle… there’s no end

You say you don’t know what is right what is wrong
How can you your twisted mind
Do these things these your ugly crimes

Why is this you bury your face
You feel ashamed don’t want to admit
Your sentence can’t take back the lives that you stole away

You say you don’t know
What is right what is wrong
How can you your twisted mind
Do these things your ugly crimes

Senseless ugly crime now you do your time

What it’s like to feel love
What it’s like to feel hate
From the bottom of my glass
To the scars upon my fists
But I can’t see too clear
Through my clouded mind
And I don’t feel to good
And I can’t remember why

What it’s like to feel hate
What it’s like to feel rage
And i dont want to be kicked around
Pushed knocked down
And I can’t get to close
Fear that I could snap
And it all points to you
Tormended mind

You left me bloody on the ground
Beat down and all alone
No one else around
Alone alone alone

Bloody on the ground
Beat down and all alone
No one else around
alone alone alone

Beat down beat down
Never give up
Beat down beat down
Never give up never give up

Don’t you think you know me… or who I am
I’m not trying to pretend….. it’s what I am
Pride within my sub culture…. pride within myself
Don’t you think you know me… or who I am

Walking down the streets sourrounded by your stares
You see… you act… you follow with your glares
as time marches on will sing this song
Before the next week your trend is gone

Stay away from me

In a field with gloom all around

I hear them fighting for their lives
The crow up high sits and waits
Fallen solider crows make no mistakes

Dark clouds and blacken skies
Stormfront nears through tiny eyes
A crow up high sits and waits
Fallen solider crows make no mistakes

Crows are watching, mothers don’t let your boys march.