Hate so much hate it keeps me up late every night
It's not good for me but without it I'm a blank slate
Oh **** oh wait I think I've lost my childhood
And this adulthood taste like arsenic and blood
But I say I'm alright I'm great yeah I'm good

Anti-depressants for my rich friends
Narcotics in my poor friends
We all work robotic and live psychotic lives
My eyes always lie and all I hear is static
Addicts frantic to feel less feel less symptomatic

Slaves in the dirt slaves in the front
Modern capitalism is just a front
I will never escape this golden font
Drown in the money or in the debt
Don't think there's anyone happy left