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Every day, I start anew Ever biding fact that my life is almost through Going to hell, calling it life A constant moment suffering is what we're meant to do Existence is a battle of war Survival of the fittest no longer calls the score Modern convenience the whore Taking it simple and living it soft just makes you need more Scrambling to gain a hold Keep us blind and ignorant so we do what we're told Pushing us down into the fold Simple human putty that is easy to mold The enemies, take on different forms Reliance becoming the modern-day norm Falling ever deeper, into the trap Blind obedience is where we're almost at Bureaucratic business the life Only answer seems to be grab the fucking knife To turn it on you or me A comfortable slave existence is not where I want to be Substitutes for distraction Pacifies and prevents the taking of action Fall in line, don't tax the mind A lonely wasted deathbed is what you will find Life becomes meaningless Vengeance for suffering Letras de cancionesInstinct kicks in then the killing begins Pens and papers, stamps and lies All push us closer to the day we die Guns, explosives, sticks and knives The only answer is to start taking lives Living puppets, of all race and age A life so simple, you never notice the rage The machine rolls on, thousands strong Made to know your opinions is dead fucking wrong Pit us against one another A life of ease in which to suffer There's little that they have to do Just take away our right to choose From Letras Mania