a man who works his whole life using only his hands to feed his child and wife gets fucked by the system in place, the cheaters get to live and the poor are left to waste. we learn from reading the lies. we stand tall and proud of our white, suburban tribes. try it. put your head on the tracks, you can’t get it back. cut down all of my fields. sweep the filth from your land. leave no signs of life. you're next anyway.
Track Name: closure
confusion. holding weight. a ruined life. piece of fucking waste closure. stuck in your old ways
helpless still will never change
super size it
keep it up
lack of thought
i hope you rot.
Track Name: fleeting
forcing me to stay. get out of my face. ungrateful. shittalking. shut your mouth. endless noise. close it off.I cant stand to hear this waste. mind is fleeting. nerves arent working right. you're still standing here. you're not anything. fucking friend-stealer. soulless. shut your mouth. endles noise. close it off. shut your fucking mouth.