there will be this moment of time where we will eventually lived that day with hate.where we shut our mouth and thought back about what those motherfcukers have done to us.where they are still there standing beside you pretending.where promises are mistaken for self-assurance.


well.some may lay their hate on the walls they punched.i lay my hate on the lyrics i wrote....


i dreamt of standing on where you rich bastard kids lived,
telling myself that this is not my life the way it should be,
liked what most teenagers do,they decided to live in illusions,
until reality gripped their arms and pull em out into action,


my friends, i saw some of em left for the revolution music,
living through the night by hanging out in the clubs,
thought that they grew older as alcohol made em into plastics,
fcuk the gigs i heard em say, theres too many conflicts,


im sick of your excuses that wankers forced you to do this,
you have forgotten your roots and that is what i believe,
have you ever wondered that you ran away liked a coward,
instead of standing together as one and stop this madness,


and you wondered why metrosexual became a common word,
its becoming a cover up for those who have the fashion of a faggot,
and some of them are your pathetic friends, dont pretend,
you fcuks have become and contributing population to the trend,


you fakes left me in vain but eventually i'll stopped this sadness,
trading it with anger and hatred, fcuk those happy music you listened,
struggling to hold hands, dont you realised that you taking advantage of time,
and im not convinced by the tragedy, you are the same liked bitches out there,


im seeing this again, the way im going to be accused of teenage murder,
just because i seemed to be sadistic but thats the truth about the community,
start with a group of friends and bring em to the road,
let em lived and you will see the changing events after a few years reload....

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