you re tied down you re locked up you ve got no way out you re broke down you re fed up your lungs start to shout you re wincing convulsing you re aching with pain gasping for breath and you re feeling insane hole after hole just proving your point point after point just digging you hole slow digging with a spoon hooked you re hooked on a drug that s controlling your mind hocking your soul for that measly last dime you re dragged off and thrown in your own padded cell you ve reached end of rope at bottom of well yellow black arm hole of eager junk acceptance thin steel prick cums in your arm i see you fall over and over again hanging onto nothing you thought was a friend
['crossover thrash', 'hardcore punk', 'metal', 'old school thrash', 'punk', 'thrash core', 'thrash metal']