Give up, Give in. Ripe with the stench of a rotted out core The fruit of our labor combined with the gore Rot To do what we must we depend and we trust On the reach of the claws for our goddess' decree When a pen hits the page for the ink to be free They sign the destruction for all else to see. Can you sense the indifference? Cut the discord with a knife? Disassociate the martyr Lay hands on his wife Now I make my dissent the object of my aggression The blood on my knuckles dried up for refreshing Break my bones again Out of the fire Closing the gap Trial for giving in Infernal liar Falling for my trap Tell your leader I’m back The past, I found no reason in front of me Shake the hand, feed the bulls, pretend safe and sound But now I know, her wounds will show, Insects that fight, under the light, Boil my blood, grip this bottle tight I can’t let you win Black to red to white to blue they dim my sight to what is true

Burning alive Because I’ve giving up on hopeful wishing Burning alive Because I can’t accept a superstition Burning alive Because I get my fill of filthy living Burning alive Because I aint got a prayer worth listing Never getta a break because I’m a lost cause Find a another way because they’ve got it all wrong They’ve got it all wrong My wasted swan song They’ve got it all wrong Am I going to drown? Can’t go a day without sinkin Breathe in and out Cough up blood, but not bleedin They Tell me to lie down I got a restless mind, sit still and They Tell me to white out All the sin that colors these black eyes Burning alive, I know I can answer my own questions. Born to survive, I'm aware of my oppression Burning alive Because I’ve givin up on hopeful wishin Burning alive Because I can’t accept a superstition Burning alive Because I get my fill of filthy livin Burning alive Because I aint got a prayer worth listin Never getta a break because I’m a lost cause Find a another way because they’ve got it all wrong They’ve got it all wrong They’ve got it all wrong My whole life long Warn out and beat down No rest for my shaky hands Learning to live without Distrust will be my doctrine Pass through a ghost town Never acknowledging my demons Learning to do without Promises of tomorrow, peace of mind to live another day They called me hate In a black hole, enclosed by the pearly gates A villain, a snake Eternal skeptic, held down by my own weight Crush me, I can’t believe them How Unworthy, I won’t, I can’t accept their pity I’m a stray dog, bred to be on my own I have never felt so cold.

We’re losing all respect for you because you never could respect us too Trapped Under your shadow Spent most my life trying to please your stubborn mind I don’t wanna Still chew the fat that clogs up my every movement I don’t wanna Be locked away, the jailor’s pride, a broken spirit I just want to Be free to make mistakes that I regret. Tracing this leash Tracing this leash back to you Look what you did, look what you did I was gone in a blink of an eye Tossed out, thrown to the curb A family’s really hard to come by These days Look what you did, look what you did I was gone in a blink of an eye Tossed out, thrown to the curb A family’s really hard to come by These days These days On my own Lost cause Trying to rise up in this world that hates me I don’t wanna Be tied down by a lack of confidence I don’t wanna Turn my head, and see your hands my shoulders I just want to Crash my life, like a party Look what you did, look what you did I was gone in a blink of an eye Tossed out, thrown to the curb A family’s really hard to come by These days Look what you did, look what you did I was gone in a blink of an eye Tossed out, thrown to the curb A family’s really hard to come by These days These days On my own You named me but you don’t know my name You still try to Keep me in line, with the others, like we’re all the same, Faceless Wayward sons Prodigal daughters Hammer down the screw Shift shape under the knife Been given a life, a chance to impact the people around me I owe you my life, but you never gave me the chance to take it Or give it away No respect, lack of faith To many walls to break through Seal my lips, work through the day I don’t live to impress you

Tighten my noose Hide me from view Who knew that bad luck paid attention to me Find a new truth Getting a clue Stop hallucinating that I’m born free They called it "situational justice" It could never happen twice They say its "necessary roughness" They never paid the price Paid at all Tear the cloth from the flag outside, I’m sick of it Burn the list of the troops who died, I’m sick of it Rip the veil from the wedding bride, I’m sick of it Smash the face of the men that lied, I’m sick of it Founding brothers, family matters first. Bullets for your uncles Missiles for your mothers Ways to flex your muscles Pointing fingers at each other Shooting bullets at your uncles Whistles to your mothers Marking those who cause you trouble Be sure to add another Blood on your knuckles Bodies in the gutter Smile when you chuckle Speak of torture never stutter Rapid fire on the lovers Children serve as fodder Playing God undercover Feels good to be Dixie land father, so damn good Gripped by the hair, liquid flesh, I'm supposed to shutter Slammed down on the deck, bruised to the bone, and I’m supposed to take it Lay down and let you push it I don’t know but I’ve seen you eyeing the past with smacking lips I don’t but your dying to cover up the wound that drips I don’t know but your hands will always felt cold to me I don’t know but I was never treated like your bride to be I don’t know but I’ve seen you eyeing the past with smacking lips I don’t but your dying to cover up the wound that drips I don’t know but your hands will always felt cold to me I don't but it feels like I never had a choice Bad luck, Born free.