The System - Backside

Violence pain oppression destruction the world’s abduction our daily

Productionthe greed the hate the fear and corruption the system’s grip

And it’s mass consumption the politicians and all their decisions another

Religion it’s all competion to beat one another to kill off your brother

While one grows richer and the other grows poorer the gangs the colors

The government the leader the boss the president the gun the bullet the

Innocent, the teacher the student the time not spent, somebody’s lying

Somebody’s dying somebody’s hiding the fact that we’re falling bombs are

Exploding the country’s imploding blood on the pavement has stained it

Forever and you won’t believe it when you refuse to see it the system’s

Corrupted and we’re all a part of it using each other the point being made

Here when this contest is over there won’t be a winner