I try to shine
Piss-tested with your anti-septic
I scream what’s mine
Make you vomit your diahoretic
Kill for me and mine
Stand against me, I don’t care, synthetic
Hate me, kill me, die
I am null, I am the pain athletic
Don’t tell me what you want
‘Cos I can’t seem to see
These eyes given me by god
They never worked for me
GENOCIDE COULDN’T FEEL THIS RIGHT
BLEACH THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD IN WHITE
CASH IN YOUR MEMORIES FOR FRUSTRATION
WE’LL NEVER SURVIVE THIS DATABASE NATION
NEOPHILES AND WHAT WE HATED
JUSTIFIED AND SOUL-ABRADED
DEIFIED AND UNSUBSCRIBED
WE’RE CUSTOMISED AND CONSECRATED
I find it hard
We drag along and dissipate it
Each happy shard
Who were you and did you fight against it?
Drink me, and come down
Fire and brimstone, whimsy understated
End me, make me drown
We are zero-line coagulated
Yeah, I find it hard
I find really fucking hard
Every day
Every breath you fucking draw
Of COURSE it’s fucking hard
This is what it’s all about
If it wasn’t hard
if we were complacent
what would be the fucking meaning
in anything we do?
Of course it’s fucking hard!
we’re ALIVE, aren’t we?
and you point yourself in one direction
you spend all the energy you think you have
and all the energy you never thought you could fucking muster
to push yourself towards some goal
some arbitrary fucking destination
and when you get there
and when you get there
standing high
and shining
it’s NOTHING
it’s nothing.
