Is there a pressure inside of your mind,
What is the pleasure for all human kind.
Is there a moment or is there a truth,
That will save the national youth.

Our hands are the weapon which kills,
The life can be taken against your will.
Loosing to system - how does it feel,
If you are broken and swallowing pills.

Fuck up the iron that holding you back,
Is there a jail or prison for us.
I am just lonely and misunderstood,
And what is your fucking excuse?

Senseless is this world with out blood,
Lets kill all the people and paint it in red.
Who gonna stop us, is it a God
Or just a man that pushes me back?
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