Pro-pain Fed Up
There Are No Words That One Can Say
To Justify Oneself Of Existing Conditions Today
The Race Is On And Yet The Stakes Are F..ckin High
So We Gather All We Can
Cause It Aint Worth A Shit When We Die
For Lack Of Resistance
We Cling To Our Existence
Assuming Position
Aborting Our Mission
Fed Up With The F..ckin Lies
Fed Up With The Worlds Demise
Fed Up With The Human Race
I'll Disappear Without A Trace
Trying Times- No Peace Of Mind
So We Fight Amongst Ourselves
And We'll Leave Next To Nothing Behind
Fill The Void - To Satisfy
So We Bite The Hand That Feeds Us
A Seemingly Endless Supply
In Search Of A Savior
Condoning This Behavior
Denial - We Live In
When All Is Not Forgiven
