Never wanted nothing other than to sing along with you all living under the radar
But now we're cleaning up the rubble from all the sh** we never wanted...
It's the pride in a life that we never wanted to amount to, and turned us into
An indebted and indentured, servant to the human race
Force fed inherited, everything we couldn't take
It's a dead end dream man, reset your sight and then
Leave this plan by the wayside son
You ought to find a better way to spend your time
Deny what's keeping your eye off the prize and;
Inundate yourself in excess, start a steady digress
While living in the infirmary, setting aim on who to blame
Fading in and out a state of gluttony..
Man are we nothing but the gurney for the modern working man
Running out of luck on the deck they stacked on
A critical ma** of the willfully oblivious; man
Are you feeling fate is pre-destined
That you never had a choice in the matter when?
You're living in the era of the gambled and discarded sons
What they left of us they'll surely sell to the lowest bidder so let's
Set aside your differences son, its all of us or none
Living in a lost era as the world is stripped and sold for parts
The gambled and discarded sons
To the kid spinning all the records, your light amongst the dark
Keep true to what you felt when all abandoned you and left your searching heart
In the end man, no matter the outcome, stand up and own your epitaph
To be living in a faded generation in a blank nation is your own operation man
Are you sitting there and waiting for the helping hand
Like an anchored pawn caught up in their divine plan?
I know it's a tall order, when your burning in the new world order
Are your tendencies incendiary man?
So how does it feel now to be down where we were waiting and were watching all along?
Yeah down here you're not welcome man, we say f*ck your failing virtues cause...