Lighting up the crack rock stashed in your left sock
No regard for other lives as your brain rots
Stranded baby ill and all on it’s own
Neglectful parents high in the tv glow
The war on drugs is an endless lost cause
You got bodies piling up from bipartisan law
Not an ounce of remorse is given at all
The Pigs collect a check while the bodies fall
Light it up gotta escape from reality
No love from the gov that’s the cold reality
Incarcerated and left with nothing to their name
These people are sick so cut the apathy
You make me sick you piece of shit
A catastrophic ripple public health gone to shit
Systems put in place to keep those in poverty in line
Anti-Human rhetoric designed to steal lives
God Has turned his eyes away from this American slum
Burn rock to pass the time
Vacant behind glass eyes
Down to their last two dimes
It’s just a matter of time before they take to streets to get the fix that they need
Empty their pockets to see what’s left if anything
Beg steal and cheat to hush the pain that they feel
This old paradigm of crime
Drown the noise out the lighter clicks and flickers one last time
Love you goodnight
supported by 28 fans who also own “Secondhand Crack High”
Ignorant in the best way hardcore-influenced death metal for those who like to windmill in a cloud of smoke. So good even this straight edge kid could be enticed. If you liked the attitude of the first Tony Danza Tapdance Extravaganza album, come see this. Shoutout to Aftershock reviews for the introduction. Luke