F.T.C.M.

Hello retards

How good has it felt to fall in line?

To blur your sight?

To sell your mind?

To lay down your arms WITHOUT A FIGHT?

I won't kneel down

In front of the cult you glorify

You feed the flames, you praise your chains

What you're headed to is just a self-made hell

Sometimes life is hard enough

Maybe you were meant to live enchained

To a false promise of clearer days and better ways

Sometimes life is hard enough

So bless the cut-throat

Your final breakdown is ONE STEP AWAY

You never cared

You say, you dig anything, everything

NEVER CARED

You never cared or worried about your misery

NEVER CARED

So dig your hole and perish inside the walls you fucking builtI came to believe that everything in this world soils the best of me

Can't escape from the pain of life repressed

Fuck the corporate masses

I used to wait and shut the FUCK UP

But now I'm relieved