Kids grow in this omnipresent violence, no wonder then some of them get mentally ill
And develop a fascination for a**a**ination the will to k**
Going to school with guns, to shot and run, to k** for fun
An easy trick to get some days of ridiculous recognition
The enraged soldier never has thirty lives
It's not contra here don't you realize?
When you pull the trigger one time is enough
There's no reset bu*ton when you blow brains off
CHORUS:
But in the end I don't give a damn, enough worries for today
It's not worth it, the world can't be changed and it's too late anyway
I'm the prophet of nothing, I preached for the wind, my words fall on deaf ears
All I believed in seems to gradually disappear
And then what happens? Media are there to serve you the disaster
Shootings are gold mines for some subspecies of sh** diggers
d**h sells and they all want a slice of this pie
Cameras zoom on the traumatized blonde's tearful eyes
Day after day, the crime is on the screen
Variation on the same f**ing theme
Till you wanna throw
Your TV out of the widow
Till you get retarded
And strangle yourself with the cord...
(REPEAT CHORUS)
Atlas could bear the world on his shoulders
I can't. It's too heavy, and I'm a quitter
All I want to do is relax a little
Pull the plug on my schizophrenic battle
Stop the train of thoughts before it breaks all my hopes
Tell the ghost of the child I was to leave me alone