IRC-Galleria

Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events
And isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath it to survive

I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit

And when we were good
You just closed your eyes
So when we are bad
We'll scar your minds

Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight

You'll never grow up to be a big-rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame
They'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons
And say that death was on sale today

And when we were good
You just closed your eyes
So when we are bad
We'll scar your minds

But I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit

The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of one is a tragedy
The death of millions is just a statistic

But I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit
But I'm not a slave to a God that doesn't exist
I'm not a slave to a world that doesn't give a shit

Fight, fight, fight, fight
Fight, fight, fight, fight