I see a future ahead  we'd be better off in hell
Its hard to get out of bed hard to get out my head
Still put feet forward even when everyone's ill
When no one can pay the bill well, oh well

My side likes silencing and witch hunting
Their side likes killing and witch burning
I have to confide I don't think we're winning
And from inside  it feels like tragedy is brewing

Generation of dead with nothing to lose but their life
They kneel and it hurts their pride the fuse is short
**** your future **** your friend its legal in court
No time for a suture or scripture soon is the night

The time is up the toll is up and I ask whats up
God and heaven above to witness a massacre
Tear gas in your eye I cant see it either
Empty void of space to scream I need a breather