Fed up-I’ve had enough/ Try to tell em what’s good for all of us/ No more-I see the score/ Another spectacle to soften the core/ Get back-Ya gettin fat/ It is what it is and that’s that/ I see you try to make em blind but I’m wise to the signs. Stripped your chords from swallowing swords/ It just gets worse than before Another cause like revolving doors/ Spread your lies while they fight your wars/ Hide behind slick lines/ Just a harsh truth denied Aint you tired of these acting games?/ You couldn’t care you just selling your name/ No substance. No voice/ They’ll still listen cause they don’t have a choice A postured pose that’s Filled with holes The campaigns dead and exposed I can’t believe we still havent crushed you How did we ever come to trust the things you do? Think you know the deal well I got news for you… To the forgotten scenes and forgotten sounds…is it better for all to get the message or should it remain underground? You sold your soul to the powers that be I live and die for whatever I believe
