Society child
Drip drip the feelings fall upon the wall in this sickly sideways world, Tap tap the clowns fingertips tap the tabeletop as one by one the balloons pop.
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust freedom to drugs and minds to mush. Tripping and falling cause they don't look around, why don't they ever take their eyes off the ground?
The lonely ones the victims of spite, why aren't they raging because of their plight? It's their fault the suffering their unending abuse, when all that they do is stare at their shoes.
They should be screaming at all of their race, clawing tooth and nail to get them a place. They should be fighting to be the elite, cause when we're all the same won't that be sweet.
Are you insane!? You got issues man. They're different and special and they do have a plan. They hate our societys and our pitiful dreams, they even in secret, pull on our strings.
Do you take back your words what you said in the street, that time when you saw him who stared at his feet? I want you to before it's to late, before I hate you and all you create.
To late we hate you, you society child, we'll chase you and hate you we'll drive you wild. You can't stop us and none of our dreams, when we join the march on societies seams.
It comes now it seems the end and beginning, when the down trodden march the old world is ending. Don't you hate us now you society child? Please, come join us, we'll drive you wild.
