syracusepunk

SLEEP
as we plunge down
a dead end path of inhumanity
so they suffer
these are the days in which blood is cheap
and it's the price of continued sleep
don't trust, don'y believe
those up top will gladly
forfiet you and me
it's right in front of you
it's right in front of me
how many have to die
before we see?
it's right in front of you
it's right in front of me
the writing's on the wall
but we're too blind to see
it's right in front of you
it's right in front of me
the blood is on the wall
but we preffer to sleep
as we plunge down the dead end path
of inhumanity so will we suffer
is coming back at you
is coming back at me
but you'll just close your eyes
and let it bleed...
just take a look at the papers
your leaders
they're killers
they're liars
what they do in your
name to make the
bodies pile hihger
the murders, the terror
they've done it forrever
as we band and smile
at the script they sell us
(but now) the victims, they're rising
thier #'s multiplying
they want thier revenge for the years
that they've been dying
so now they come for me
so now they come for you
we didn't hear
and now theres nothing we can do...
-Ramallah/White Trash Rob