98 Mute

What is it this time?
That's got you dragging your feet on the ground.
And who is it this time?
Which son of a bitch is trying to bring you down?
Are you gonna just sit right down and whine.
Are you waiting for someone to come and hlep.
Superman won't come and save you in the nick of time.
So you better start to think about saving yourself.
Self respect and self control will pull you up
Because shitty times can't last forever.
Shake the dice and let them roll,
You will see that things are getting better.
Don't live life with blinders on,
Take a chance and never say never.
If you think your life is going wrong,
Then just kill time 'cause there's always better days ahead.
So what is it this time?
That's gotten your head into such a big mess.
And who is it this time?
Which son of a bitch has got you so depressed?
Are you gonna just give up give in die.
Have you bought into the bullshit that they sell.
When they tell you what to do you'd better ask why.
Nobody but you can save yourself.

Insecurity- this time it's got the best of me.
Apathy- this time i think it's killing me.
Try to scream- but i can't make any noise.
Try to breathe- but the breath has lost my voice.
There has got to be a better way.
Some way to get rid of this fucking pain.
Is my future in a razor blade?
Sometimes suicide isn't so insane.
Bad memories- so i drink to forget.
But you see- all i lose is self respect.
No control- no more goals and no more aim.
Blackened soul- everyday it feels the same.
Can't face the boredom that everyday brings.
I'm feeling guilty for an uncommitted crime.
Left dangling from a puppeteer's strings.
My body's free but my mind is doing time.
Suicide- everyday a soul is lost.
Justified- i think i'll carry my own cross.
Bedside note- sory mother if you cry.
But life's a joke- so i think today, i'll just lay down and die.

You look at me i look at you.
You judge me and i judge you.
This is not fair to both of us.
Our first impressions you cannot truest.
The time has come- right now.
To erase- them all.
The stereotypes- we see.
Eventually- must fall.
There's a war going on.
That no one can win.
They're fighting us.
And we're fighting them.
A man gets beaten because he is white.
Burning crosses on lawns at night.

Another restless night here in middle class suburbia. everything's alright nothing ever happens 'round here. no one ever fights, gunshots i've never heard one. in a town painted so white, the co
E all you'll fear. respect is gone, you've lost our trust.
'cause we know what you're up to.
Serving and protecting us.
But who the hell's policing you?
With your cracker jack authority,
Beating on minorities,
I want to know what makes you think that you've got the right.
Haven't you anything better to do?
I pay my taxes too.
I can't believe i'm paying you,
The system's fucking screwed.
When you... see me... do you.. think that... i'll just... stand by...
I won't... fight back.
Black leather boots, reflective shades.
Silver bands upon your chest.
Broad shouldered walk and stoic face.
Who are you trying to impress?
The uniform don't bother me.
It's your attitude i can't digest.
Second grade school yard bully,
Inferiority complex,
When you, see me, do you, see what,
I see, do you- see the reflection of a man,
A man that takes more than he gives.
And he'll never understand that this is how we want to live.
Exerting force because3 he can,
Governing with an iron fist.
But when your right sticks in my hands,
It's my ass that you'll kiss.
It's your ass that i'll kick.
Another friday night,
The kids are all about to riot.
Nothings ever quiet 'cause we're all fed up around here.

I've seen your type before.
And i'll see it a thousand times more.
It's people like you i'm glad to see go.
So let me walk you through the goddamn door.
You think you're the it but you ain't shit.
You're nothing but a two bit hypocrite.
You think your hot stuff.
And you think you're tough.
But wearing doc marten's just ain't enough.
Just shut your trap i'm sick of your crap.
Another word from you and i might just snap.
You think you're hardcore but where were you before?
Were you busy breakdancing on the foor?
You laughed at me way back when.
And now you want to be my friend.
You laughed at me way back when.
So i don't want to be your friend.

Priests molesting children, kids killing for fun.
Talk shows on all day now the damage is done.
We've already lost the race the scars are permanent and they can't be erased.
Can't blame the kids.
They only copy what they see.
The violent shows the only shows on tv.
The world's falling apart at the seams.
Kids are having nightmares.
When they used to have dreams.
The world's falling into decay.
Armageddon's not here yet.
But it's well on it's way.
Murder on the news, scandals everywhere.
The media devours, but does anybody care.
That we have nowhere to turn.
Our direction's been lost.
Looks like we'll never learn.
There's no teachers left.
Our heroes have fallen.
No one to look up to.
What the fuck's going on?
Too many problems not enough solutions.
Too many people causing too much pollution.
The minority decides the jury's verdict.
And they'll riot in the streets if they don't get their way.
Killer bees are coming, illiteracy increasing.
The gangs are in the suburbs and the g.n.p's decreasing.
And it's not going up, we're running out of jobs as unemployment erupts. the neighbors don't talk there's no trick or treating.
We've been fighting each other and we've all been beaten.
The world is in its last stage.
The history book's been written and we're on the last page.
The world's got 10 seconds left. 10, 9 , 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, and 1.

What a surprise you're pulling teeth.
Everyday for you's a bad day.
Did you lose your job?
Did someone die?
What's the cause of all your suffering?
Always looking down on everybody else.
But what to the table you bring?
A shot in the dark.
Sarcastic remarks.
Think of all the fun you've been missing.
Start living life like there's no tomorrow.
For every grin a face of sorrow.
Life's an opportunity you'd better take it.
Everyday can be as fun as you make it.
Your whole life's ahead of you don't you realize.
A summer day wasted away wasn't the first time won't be the last time.
Did my phone ring or did you stay inside contemplating all your misery.
You probably think that life's not a fair game.
How can you tell when you're not even playing?
Your frequent bad moods and shitty attitude won't help you earn my sympathy.
Was your ego scarred so bad by heartache?
Don't you know it happens to everyone?
We've all had your fair share of bad breaks so stop thinking that you're the only one.
It can rip you up inside when it's pouring down on you.
Are you feeling angry again?
I know i've felt those rainstorms too.
When do the good times begin?
It's time to take control of your own destiny.
Are you feeling lonesome my friend?
Someone please answer me.
When does the misery end?