Out of Context

As my eyes roll back into your head
And my lungs release your last breath
Regret, regret
Forgotten opinions, false chosen words
Only the chosen can walk on this earth
Under my breath I utter a sound
"Do I represent this shit-hole,
A place in which I wish I was not found"
Or is there hope for me yet???
Forget it!

We are the children
Of the Nothing Generation
Hung out to dry
by misinterpretation
Born to breed,to sleep, to feed
Forgotten, out of context...

Burn, burn, burn...
Smell the smoke, feel the flame
Burn, burn, burn...
Rebuild then burn it down again.

My eyes weep tears of sorrow,
Of regret, of burning desire,
For it was I that
Set your home on FIRE!
And watched it burn
BURN BURN

Live and let live,
Whilst receiving this gift.
Justify the hours wasted
in the laundry, in the basement
And returning in a state
that could only be described as wasted...

We cannot change our current position
Society can choke
on their fucking misinterpretations!

Born to breed,to sleep, to feed
Forgotten, out of context...