Does the government own
the silence of our time.
Is that why to kill
someone is such a crime.
I can feel the ice in my veins
When I put my fist through the window pane
Isn
That I still can
Why do you laugh at my sociopathic tendencies
Why do you get mad when I try to succeed
Why do you laugh at my depraved depression
Why don
Why do we try to talk to the government
Why don
America where dreams are broken
Where the only dirty word is hope
Chorus: Vengeance is mine and
my time is at hand.
We say this is a new land.
Don
