3 years gone i m still searching for the future of the broken young this isn t living it s surviving without hope protect everything that you love and know we are all victims of our own evolution we suffer together but we all die alone we shame our nation while it s on its knees stretched to breaking point with new disease won t you sing this with me we ve strayed too far to be saved i ve been told the fastest growing sickness lives inside of me cut or suffer beg or differ can t you see it s in the minds of the weak who think they re better than the shit we re living in black our eyes take our tongues we re paying for the way shit should ve been done we re paying for the way shit should ve been done and still we beg but still we beg with our head in our hands to a myth with a message but no escape plan suffering show us what we should ve done we re overdosed we re overrun our pride our triumph trophies of violence always deceived by a false allegiance to feed the ones that give in tear down our idols trophies of the violence we re back to set the record straight we re rage romantic and we re full of hatred some inspiration right now would suffice this whole world s dreaming of a better fucking life thirsty parasites we re dead behind the eyes of mindless genocide cannot stomach our vile pride it tastes like shit but most of us don t care and the rest will never hear this the flatline criticals we clot the bleed and cauterise just to get by predisposed and true to form we rape the world of all it holds we gut the earth of all it has call it hell when it can t give back we are a living abortion a vile creation but let s make the best of a bad situation let s make the best of a bad situation black our eyes take our tongues we re paying for the way shit should ve been done we re paying for the way shit should ve been done suffering show us what we should ve done we re overdosed we re overrun our pride our triumph trophies of violence always deceived by a false allegiance to feed the ones that give in tear down our idols trophies of the violence but it s not the end of the worldyet