Letras: Inner Thought. Rack Of Letharcy.

Familiarity breeds contempt
Contempt is poison
Poison, brings death
Peace, knocked down to its knees
Fighting overseas
Doing what we please

Hate, easy to relate
Always violate
Never to consummate

Welcome, this is reality

Frustration, in this generation
Different situation
Forgetting past solutions

Society, breeds hostility
Savage hypocrisy
Fucking atrocity

We're down to the lowest, violently cracking the crust
Occasionally I think suicide is the only answer
But then we're commiting it anyway

Destroying ourselves
Drowning in our own mire
Friend, evironment, future
We stick in the shive and by our own violations
We expire, By our own violation, expire

Blackness of corruption spreads
Collapsing the idols to dust
Falsely worshiped material gains
Your end comes in a sadistic rush

[repeat versus #1 and #2]