Bible Pages

(albüm: Perfectly Dysfunctional - 2009)

Put a bomb in the hands
Of every teenage American
Who hates the country
Who hates the laws
And see what happens
Let's line the base
Of every building in every major city
Plastic explosives and level the USA
Level the USA

We'll show the culprits
That we are chaos and disorder
We'll dowse every bank in America
With gasoline and watch money burn
Burn

Rip the bible pages
From the bibles that the preachers gave us
Roll em up into joints
The high will surely save us
We must escape
Cause we're trapped inside our mental cages
Oppressed by jobs
And thoughts controlled by useless wages
Still I wonder is it worth the pain
Your body decays as the drugs rot your brain
The same thing they told you in your school everyday
How heroin, methamphetamine and cocaine
Kill and maim
But who's to blame?
The dealers or the CIA?
Cause they smuggle drugs into the country
For a little extra pay
I'm not the one to say
I'm no conspiracy theorist
But listen closely to the music
Find the message in the lyrics
Like a butterfly corroding in corrosive acid
The acid of methamphetamine
They're feeding to the masses
To keep our thoughts stagnant
To keep us from thinking
There's a reason that America is slowly sinking

Put a bomb in the hands
Of every teenage American
Who hates the country
Who hates the laws
And see what happens