Drug Of Choice - Amoral

No time to read the small print

wouldn’t understand it anyhow

A plague roams here among us Time to repent your choice is now

When was the wrong turn taken?

How was it missed by all?

Like many times before

the rush shall be our fall

The rush shall be our fall

Great white mentality

Upgraded skin desease

Two-thirds in front of me Far from serenity

I will not play ball to this organized corrotion

I will not be part of your hypocrite devotion

Upholding discipline with fear

Tell us the words we want to hear

Smooth opearting through the never-ending disintegration

Blood-lunged, yelling warnings and prophecies

Pure hate taking it’s toll

Time and time again

The rush shall be our fall

The sound of silence long gone, still we keep tuning in Nailed up against the wall for anyone to get a piece

Cut down to size, yet still the first to bite the hand that feeds

There’ll come a time you’ll have to do without the fear you breed