Did you feel how the bullet took you Did you feel how easily your life got shed Did you feel how the system shot you 9mm trought your fucking head
I love it and I hate it and I take it and I feed it I slay it and fuck it and I suck it and leave it
The new dead nation There's no illusion to chase And each fucking time I get that shot in my face The new dead nation
So you felt how the bullet got you And you felt how your vivid dreams fell dead And you felt how the system hit you Filled your heart with fucking led
Well, I love it and I hate it and I take it and I feed it I slay it and fuck it and I suck it and leave it
The new dead nation There's no illusion to chase And each fucking time I get that shot in my face The new dead nation
I have the soul of a hologram (I have the tounge of a slave) We are the preachers of today (nothing true to preach anyway) For this life and for these lies (so suffer the extremeties) Well, I'll kill it for lies... (and death dies)
Selfdestruction at hand - a way to live and shape your life But the further it goes the more and more we stretch for the knife
The new dead nation There's no illusion to chase And each fucking time I get that shot in my face The new dead nation
