I wake up every day oppressed by nothing. I turn on the TV and want to die. I put on my designer clothing and I want to die. I eat the finest foods and I want to die. I wonder why?
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your first born child was taken to the grave
forced to live in this world as a martyr and slave
to fight a war that we wager we will lose in time
carbombs and artillery raids and mines
all play a part in the destruction of our goals
so many souls taken to heaven that we've run out of holes
to bury our loved ones our daughters and sons
alone forever to the weather of arabian sun
we wear our flags under our shirts when we leave home
dont want anyone to know who we condone
to be our founding forefathers and why we bother
to make life harder for people of another skin color
many people died in 9-11 all were sent to heaven
even the killer brainwashed to get even
no intention to leave till he defeated the heathens
he once believed in to bring peace to the fleets
we walk the streets here unafraid of consequence
far from upset but angry when our passions threatened
feel thats its our duty to abuse our free spirits
why did we choose appearance as our object of fear
so many afraid of what looks to be a dragon
hang the witches for their pagan beliefs and send em satan
we may seem peaceful but we breed decietful
with our receipts and our appetites for meat
aphrodites the heat of passion is what we fashion
in our red brick mansions contemplating charles manson
choppin up our problems with high priced shredders
with the lowest payin jobs and we still got more cheddar
than a factory of workers in vietnam gettin paid
to keep their families out of jail and from being raped
we buy our clothes without intent to expose
what we chose cause some of us need to keep from the cold
timothy mcvae preyed upon the lives
of oklahoma residence and none to survive
he was sick of all the lies this government has tried
to arise in the minds of the citizens eye
makin a point about how we could crumble
without a firm foundation no chance to be humble
sitting ducks in a melting pot of city drunks
that got lucky at the table with a fifty of skunk
where our care doesnt reach a point beyond speech
negative never outreach to the children to teach
that this form of persuasion for oil is criminal
and what the media feeds you is the truth but minimal
on the facts of how we attack more than they counteract
startin the fire with a match and evacuate
to leave their magistrate with a dwindling fate
in a state of debate of how a fox would deviate
we will try to kill you
if we dont get what we want
we will try to hurt you
if you dont give us what we want
