What's stopping me, what's stopping me from going over the edge.
Why can't you see. Why can't you see I'm going over my head.
Frustration fills another fucking day.
An indication things will never change, never ever change.
So fuck what you say it don't really matter, it's inconsistent, still bringing disaster.
Repercussion the damage is done, you made your bed and now you die in it.
Repercussion this war has begun, it's life and death and you can't hide from it.
Repercussion the ending has come. Soon to face your demise.
Repercussion the damage is done, you dug your grave and there you lie...
We bleed for free we bleed for free while others livin' luxury.
Infect with greed infect with greed that disguises as democracy
Offer solutions still it's all the same. Fall to temptation soon to end your days, end your days...
So fuck what you say, it don't really matter.
It's inconsistent still my thoughts scatter.