The Strain

You'll never know the hate that I've known Though you'll pretend that you hear You're privileged You could never understand So I will hurt you and you'll see Desperate indignant with life's how I feel Struggling to cope with it Can't let them break my beliefs Try hard (but) must realize Life is just passing me by Nothing comes easy in this world Uphill battles ahead Must correct the gross misuse Of justice and liberty We must stand up before it's too late While they bitch and moan and say That it offends them or someone else Then we'll become a silent tolerate state The want to better our way of life To accept and not to question it They say that's the way it should be I think therefore I disagree Anything I say is wrong What they decide is what it must be The sheep are quick to believe My hate no one can take that from me Anger the pain the strain Brewing to explode Anger the pain the strain I look towards the future and see That there's nothing set aside there for me But a lonely death With no one to mourn for my passing Because I'll be another rebel dead That made no difference in this nation That doesn't like to hear the truth Which is Anger the pain the strain I'll leave a fuckin' scare Anger the pain the strain In this elitist life Anger the pain the strain In this elitist life Anger the pain the strain Cause my hate will overcome Anything that ever stands in my way Blinded why can't you see what I mean The writing is on the wall Open your eyes to the truth Open your eyes to my truth Open your eyes to my hate --- The Strain - Blood for Blood