There's a victim in mind There's a target in sight When we hold her down We'll fill the next body in line When it all comes true And you're still thinking of you We won't hesitate tonight We've got nothing to lose I know you can hear it I want you to feel it Wake up and see There's a hole growing inside of me I know you can play dead I want you to see red Look around and see This emptiness is starting to bleed Can't try to pretend We've got nothing to defend When everything starts to Fall apart in our hands Can't turn our back Can't choose a side War on apathy means that Everyone's painted in black Taste of dirt, covered in earth Holding on to the hurt The feeling's like a drug Never want to feel numb By Aiakos Barada Nikto