Drug Of Choice

No time to read the small print
wouldn’t understand it anyhow
A plague roams here among us Time to repent your choice is now
When was the wrong turn taken?
How was it missed by all?
Like many times before
the rush shall be our fall
The rush shall be our fall
Great white mentality
Upgraded skin desease
Two-thirds in front of me Far from serenity
I will not play ball to this organized corrotion
I will not be part of your hypocrite devotion
Upholding discipline with fear
Tell us the words we want to hear
Smooth opearting through the never-ending disintegration
Blood-lunged, yelling warnings and prophecies
Pure hate taking it’s toll
Time and time again
The rush shall be our fall
The sound of silence long gone, still we keep tuning in Nailed up against the wall for anyone to get a piece
Cut down to size, yet still the first to bite the hand that feeds
There’ll come a time you’ll have to do without the fear you breed