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