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