Drug Of Choice

No time to read the small print

Wouldn't understand it anyhow

A plague roams here among us

Time to repent your choice is now

When was the wrong turn taken?

How was it missed by all?

Like many times before

The rush shall be our fall

The rush shall be our fall

Great white mentality

Upgraded skin decease

Two-thirds in front of me

Far from serenity

I will not play ball to this organized corrosion

I will not be part of your hypocrite devotion

Upholding discipline with fear

Tell us the words we want to hear

Smooth operating through

The never-ending disintegration

Blood-lunged, yelling warnings and prophecies

Pure hate taking it's toll

Time and time again

The rush shall be our fall

The sound of silence long gone

Still we keep tuning in

Nailed up against the wall

For anyone to get a piece

Cut down to size

Yet still the first to bite the hand that feeds

There'll come a time

You'll have to do without the fear you breed