The Victim Of... - More Ashton Kutcher, Less Al Pacino lyrics

Do you hear voices screaming sacred mourning? Deal with what's withering away from me Call out the problems and the flaws dishonest Then can you deal with consequence of the end Go, runaway From a world you couldn't control so don't Say save my soul From the truth that's k**ing the faith Question the motives of controlled corruption Now take a look at yourself again Does it feel empty and/or inconsistent? Does it seem like his work is done all in vane?