(feat. Stza of Leftover Crack) All the time we spend alone are the receding tides 50 friends that died today from 50 suicides I can't always scrape
In the name of those who came before And all the soldiers that died on foreign floors Was it worth the cost of human life? A folded flag for your kids
Oppressing you, Oppressing me The bane is called technology No one is free, thought crimes a sin with chips that slip beneath your skin, barcodes
Run, cover Here comes la migra Run, cover Here comes the cops Hiding in shadows, here comes la migra Two days in the desert, here comes the pigs We
I'm a fucking anti-Christ I believe in no god and won't follow advice You make lists and rules for you I'm not going to change your perception of truth
