Wasted Bullet If Genghis Was A Hardcore Band
You might as well cut out your eyes
If you don't use them to see
You don't deserve a voice to speak
Don't even know if beauty hides
In a scene that's dead to me
A projection of humantiy
With guns you won't impress me
When truth is you are weak
You lack of spine
And this is what upsets me
In ignorance you seek
What sets apart your face from mine
Scream these words
And live for this
Noone knows
They don't mean shit
If Ghengis was a hardcore band
You even would
Scream these words
And live for this
Noone knows
They don't mean shit
Why don't you f..cking raise your hands
To seal this truth
Why should you even bother
To read a f..cking book
You lack of brains
But life has more to offer
Than caring ‘bout your looks
We have the means to change our ways
You can't cover up stupidity
No matter how much ink you use
All it does is emphasise
All it does is emphasise
There must be something to achieve
For me to make this life worthy
Of chasing my biggest dream
Something i have to achieve
To feel what matters most to me
But you're all to blind to see
Close your mouth
Make this count
Walk away
Make my day
