Children of The Industry

You have the circuits of a clever child

Who holds their weight inside

You are the future

You are the light

You are the future

Born into light

If only I could love you

With the spirit of a child

But it makes it easier to hide my face

Than to fight a lie with a lie

When I said fuck you I meant it

I meant I’d burn you alive

Because the children of this industry

Are dying to survive

You are the future

Born into light

If only I could love you

With the spirit of a child

But it makes it easier to hide my face

Than to fight a lie with a lie

Spike the veins of the circuit children

Exterminate the line

There is a poison in venom

There is a still life of hate

tethered to a meth wretched lover

Staggering in from the plague

I have seen my failures reach

Beyond my weapon mouth

There’s no more heroin mother

There is no ruling class

I am as drunk as your father

Coming for one last glass

I have seen my weapons reach

Beyond my failures mouth