Texty: Until The End. Finger On The Trigger.

Saturate yourself with the stench of stupidity
it seems you're addicted to playing the fool
inhale the lies of beauty and fame
they've got you trapped in a losing game
is this what you need?
what you need to fit in?
fit into what
an early grave
swallow every lie that is fed to you
watching yourself decay everyday
coughing up life, do it again and again
playing a game you have no chance to win
as you've seen this world prey on weakness
this moral decay takes my breath away
the air that i breathe - second hand disease
how can you say it doesn't affect me?
put the barrel down your throat
pull the fucking trigger
choke