was i just thinking too much?
i felt remorse for the pitful sight
of a blinded world in a deceptive fog
i only work here, i dont need to care

hollow about your head for a thankless cause
open your heart in the name of fear
that tortures your world with bitter emotion
and hysterical virtues of condemnation

is there a reason to be punished?
am i indeed the person who was wrong?
will i risk my lies in fear of the fool
who is taking control of my crashing life?
im surprised at your concern
theres a feeble joke racing through my thoughts
that youll jump into my vehicle of fear
and pray i dont get caught in the storm

this is a shameless world of survival
accommodating helpless, retarded pigs
wallowing in their world of sickness
we can only look and laugh
of maybe even care enough to cry
as we look on and on and on ...

my patience is wearing thin
i see the world through blood-soaked eyes
i see destruction of satisfies looks
but its nothing to someone who doesnt care

is living so precious?
the theory applies to those barely alive
swimming while crippled in a river of shit
and ending up in heaven as a well-earned reward

this is a shameless world of survival
accommodating helpless, retarded pigs
wallowing in their world of sickness
we can only look and laugh
of maybe even care enough to cry
as we look on and on and on ...

its a recurring nightmare
man is animal, his soul the disease
tricking his mind with the invalid belief
that his heart is crippled by choice alone

i cant understand how to be a dishonest man