Atrophy - Socialized Hate lyrics
Tracks 01. Chemical Dependency
02. Killing Machine 03. Matter Of Attitude 04. Preacher, Preacher 05. Beer Bong 06. Socialized Hate 07. Best Defense 08. Product Of The Past 09. Rest In Pieces 10. Urban Decay 01. Chemical Dependency
Destruction is my goal
Care for no one at all Death calls I've killed before And you won't be my last That's for sure Life of pain and I'm to blame Broken families Shattered dreams All because of me Can't you see Blinded by the white You can't see the light Not tonight Life of pain and I'm to blame And now I've got you hooked Take another look At yourself Lost your home and pride You can't win the fight You're not too bright Life of pain and I'm to blame And you put to shame Running scared no where to turn I've got you now your going to burn You've watched your life pass you by The life you lead is one big lie 02. Killing Machine
Your life begins at 17, you enlist with Uncle Sam
Trained for battle, prepared to die, you don't give a damn. Your weapon is your life and love shooting the enemy down. Killing women and children and everyting around First fought for freedom now for pleasure, you've become obsessed Never feel at ease until you're laid to rest Sargeant tells you and you carry out his every command. No return from this life you're on the 4 year plan. Born to kill There's no retreat Live to fight A Killing machine Politicians play a deadly game now You play it too Once you die, you're forgotten they'll find somebody new Seeing through different eyes much better than the old Block out all the needles carnage Your heart grows cold Stripped of your humanity, no choice but to obey Turned into a predator, civilians are your prey Seeing through different eyes much better than the old Block out all the needles carnage Your heart grows cold Stripped of your humanity, no choice but to obey Turned into a predator, civilians are your prey Politicians play a deadly game now You play it too Once you die, you're forgotten they'll find somebody new 03. Matter Of Attitude
Always put others down, passing out the blame
Ignorance and your attitude make you all the same Never try to befriend, never lend a hand Draw so many barriers, I'll never understand Why won't you listen Why can't you hear I guess your scene won't let you Is change what you fear? You say your scene preaches individuality The more I see the more I know thats not reality I walk into your parties, I guess I don't look right No one even talks to me, no one meets my sight What makes me so different, so much I can't fit in Is having different hair and clothes such a mortal sin Tell me what's wrong with me I'd reeally like to know I'm trying to be your friend not another foe Always put others down, passing out the blame Ignorance and your attitude make you all the same Never try to befriend, never lend a hand Draw so many barriers, I'll never understand You say your scene preaches individuality The more I see the more I know thats not reality I walk into your parties, I guess I don't look right No one even talks to me, no one meets my sight 04. Preacher, Preacher
Preacher tell me no lies
Send me more money Or else I will die You go to church every day Trying to find god So you give them your pay I'll tell you evil Yet I do no wrong Chapter fifteen Let's sing another song Have my own show Even make videos Just more money To stick up my nose He's not afraid to lie Greed is the reason why My wife's recovering from coke I buy it for my family But I'll never go broke People come for help they say You take their money And you send them away I have a few billion Not much to me I need a lot more Thanks to my greed Have fourteen houses And fifteen cars Lay back in my mansion And watch people starve 05. Beer Bong
Beer bong - suck it down
Beer bong - don't do it wrong Beer bong - don't take too long Or else you'll drown Beer bong - gulp it down Beer bong - if you can Beer bong - make it vanish If you're a man Heidelberg Dutch Treat Black Label Beer bong - it's very clear Beer bong - you must be daring Beer bong - or else the beer You'll be wearing Beer bong - and tomorrow Beer bong - when I wake Beer bong - to my sorrow My head will ache Meister Brau Blatz Grain Belt Old Milwaukee Pearl Shaeffer 06. Socialized Hate
Throughout our troubled history
Man's exploited fellow man. Displaying xenophobic fear that's hard to understand Centuries ago in Europe things were different than today Foreigners were treated with respect not disdain But dreams of power soon crushed this fine ideal They set across the ocean in search of land to steal They subjugated natives and stripped them of their rights Sold them into slavery to demonstrate their might. Socialized hate Formed by modern state Can't you see, it's a lie Don't you know, that they've died Trapped, by your hate Stereotyped, convenient Forced to be subservient Taught by your state All you pseudo-christians had yet to have your fun You called them all subhuman Justifying what you'd done You sold them into slavery, every last one that you could I guess that's only natural when you say its in their blood Soon the racist theory spread to every colony The crimes that you committed were for everyone to see Depleted all their hunting grounds and chopped down hallowed woods Set your plantations on the land Where they once stood Socialized hate Formed by modern state The hatred that you planted is still with us today No longer simply slavery manifests in different ways Keeps people in dead end jobs, reduces education Maintain our racial sterotypes, encourages segregation You propogate injustice saying they've done it to themselves You lock them in your ghettos, Deny them any wealth The dogma you've created makes sure you never see That underneath a different color They're just like you and me Socialized hate Formed by modern state 07. Best Defense
Our land, our home, America the free
Our vote decides the future can't you see Their sim to serve, and protect what is theirs Too much at stake to let others have their share The world is more than colors black and red Profit and gain mean little to those dead While you cut corners to maximize your gain Your lack of caring sends young men to their graves Spend all our money on functionless weapons They never care what the cost I guess it's too bad it works only on paper It's our lives not theirs that are lost The truth is that we're powerless to change The joke that the pentagons became To win a war is the last thing on their mind Career advancement is the main thing you will find 500 million dollars every day Drains the resourses from projects such as AIDS Our poor go hungry in cities across the states Defense contractors steal the food Right off their plates 08. Product Of The Past
The sun is down, the light go on
A glass and concrete hell The beast aroused, begins to prowl Aware of every smell He notes perfume in the air Sees footprints in the dust Woman's blood upon the ground A victim of his lust He can't resist their call His night will be their last Sworn to have them all A product of the past Beaten at an early age A scared and confused child Fierce revenge on womanhood Makes mother's wrath seem mild Every night tortured sleep No one there to care Outcast of society Trapped inside his lair Something more than animal Yet something less than man Striking fear in women's hearts A sick and twisted plan Stalking every unlit street Searching for his prey Stranger to compassion Now violence is his way 09. Rest In Pieces
Work your ass off every day
Nothing do you own Sold your soul to the system Another fucking clone Never ask for nothing Yet you gave and gave Now you're trapped Ambitions shattered Another mindless slave You never asked for anything And that's exactly what you got They never cared for you They're glad to see you rot Nothing's really yours It's only mortgages and leases When you die Then you rest in pieces Line their pockets with your labor You go home in debt Your children die from malnutrition Your bosses never wept They justify the life you lead A life that's full of pain You were born to serve your master Your caste revealed by name Sick of their oppression You come to take what's your Rip their hearts from their body's Their blood pools on the floor A smile plays across your lips Their life breath slowly ceases Leave their mansion a free man As they rest in pieces 10. Urban Decay
Man builds his world, forms it from rock, steel and clay
His view of nature is that it stands in the way Visions of profit dance in every landlords head 13 in two rooms, four in every bed Man-made paradise Falls into decay Desperate humans Trapped in their own cage Look out the window not a free to be seen They just block traffic, man is forced to intervene Hiding in darkness, fearing for his life Man's lost compassion but has replaced it with a knife Desperate children turn to drugs for their fun Bodies inhabit the morgue claimed by no one Hiding in shadows, their lives reduced to a lie Freedom forgotten, no one hears your cry |