Lirieke: Vision Of Disorder. Vision Of Disorder. D.T.O..
Get up, look around
And you will see the lies
That I see each and every day
I deal with them in my own way
I try to breed myself right
I try to breed my thoughts right
All you people stand against me
Your talk behind my back
The threat of your hostility
Induces my attack
What the fuck should I do
To make myself a man
What the fuck should I do
I'm doing the best that I can
I'll never give up my pride
And I'll never surrender my hate
You on the opposite side
You're the one who made me this way
Suppressed anger for all these years now
Disgusting, disgusting people
You stand and point at me
They are all but the pathetic, pathetic
Embarking on a crusade that is
So damn addict, addictive, addictive
Therefore their prosperity
It will never ever be granted, yeah
What's up with this world
What the fuck, I can't breathe
Pray for the forgiveness
As you're stripped of your rights
White collared people
Always seem to decide
Ask yourself a question
Do you need to conform
With the brain-washing games
That are engaged to restrain now
The power to cure the power to kill
The power is ours we'll use it at will
Worthless, worthless, worthless
Complexed is society
Waging pressure upon our backs
And punishing our methods with their profits
These lashes killing and it pushes down
Breaking our knees deep into the ground
And faulting, on the preside
Once again I just can't decide
What's up with this world
What the fuck, I can't breathe
Books of knowledge
Showing their glint forms of torture
Dropping the oppressor is our only solution
Psychoanalytical ways will never ever succeed
In finding a way into our brains and motives
Our lives are neglected
Our thoughts are invaded
But we had fought for conformity
What the fuck should I do
To make myself a man
What the fuck should I do
I'm doing the best that I can
I'll never give up my pride
And I'll never surrender my hate
You on the opposite side
You're the one who made me this way
Get up and step to conformity
This is not the end
Worthless, worthless, worthless, worthless
And you will see the lies
That I see each and every day
I deal with them in my own way
I try to breed myself right
I try to breed my thoughts right
All you people stand against me
Your talk behind my back
The threat of your hostility
Induces my attack
What the fuck should I do
To make myself a man
What the fuck should I do
I'm doing the best that I can
I'll never give up my pride
And I'll never surrender my hate
You on the opposite side
You're the one who made me this way
Suppressed anger for all these years now
Disgusting, disgusting people
You stand and point at me
They are all but the pathetic, pathetic
Embarking on a crusade that is
So damn addict, addictive, addictive
Therefore their prosperity
It will never ever be granted, yeah
What's up with this world
What the fuck, I can't breathe
Pray for the forgiveness
As you're stripped of your rights
White collared people
Always seem to decide
Ask yourself a question
Do you need to conform
With the brain-washing games
That are engaged to restrain now
The power to cure the power to kill
The power is ours we'll use it at will
Worthless, worthless, worthless
Complexed is society
Waging pressure upon our backs
And punishing our methods with their profits
These lashes killing and it pushes down
Breaking our knees deep into the ground
And faulting, on the preside
Once again I just can't decide
What's up with this world
What the fuck, I can't breathe
Books of knowledge
Showing their glint forms of torture
Dropping the oppressor is our only solution
Psychoanalytical ways will never ever succeed
In finding a way into our brains and motives
Our lives are neglected
Our thoughts are invaded
But we had fought for conformity
What the fuck should I do
To make myself a man
What the fuck should I do
I'm doing the best that I can
I'll never give up my pride
And I'll never surrender my hate
You on the opposite side
You're the one who made me this way
Get up and step to conformity
This is not the end
Worthless, worthless, worthless, worthless
Vision Of Disorder
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